Time poems

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Sordello: Book the Third

© Robert Browning


  Whereat he rose.
The level wind carried above the firs
Clouds, the irrevocable travellers,
Onward.

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Metropolitan Nightmare

© Stephen Vincent Benet

Until, one day, a somnolent city-editor
Gave a new cub the termite yarn to break his teeth on.
The cub was just down from Vermont, so he took the time.
He was serious about it. He went around.
He read all about termites in the Public Library
And it made him sore when they fired him.

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portland views

© Rg Gregory

wherever there's a tear in the fabric
around weymouth - portland appearsfrom abbotsbury hill it's just a long
thin line humped at one endcloser (from chesil beach) a head-on
massive lump of rock gnashed by the seaif you stand at sandsfoot castle

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two south coast poems (a) this morning i came within sound of the sea

© Rg Gregory

for a man whose eyes till now were a bed of rock
whose hands were drier than deserts
the sea's voice drove fear up through the valley
the tributaries meandering inside me longing for outlet
shrivelled even as their own courses became straight

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bad for ears

© Rg Gregory

the song wasn't up to the task
of getting through the double-glazing
into the ears pressed on the outside pane
the rest of their bodies had faded away but

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damsel flies

© Rg Gregory

certain creatures it seems are never seen
straight on - they occupy the corner of the eye
once sensed (a second look) they're gone
the damsel even more so than the dragon-fly

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eight roundels

© Rg Gregory

(roundel: variation of the rondeau
consisting of three stanzas of three
lines each, linked together with but
two rhymes and a refrain at the end
of the first and third group)

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Paradise Lost : Book II.

© John Milton


High on a throne of royal state, which far

Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind,

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Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 2. Prelude

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Then down the road, with mud besprent,
And drenched with rain from head to hoof,
The rain-drops dripping from his mane
And tail as from a pent-house roof,
A jaded horse, his head down bent,
Passed slowly, limping as he went.

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penelope

© Rg Gregory

name meaning thread weaver or duck
(these may be guesses from obscurity)
ten-year faithful wife whilst her husband
was gallivanting round the islands

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advice to a young sylv-i-an dragon on going to school

© Rg Gregory

when you step out of the wood and go first time to school
you have to be so specially careful if you're really a dragon
to put the most innocent expression on your face you can find
and not flip your flappers (unless the others don't mind)
you must be very strict with yourself - be sure not to act the fool
you'd be far happier i think to get your mother to tie a tag on

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The Relic

© John Greenleaf Whittier

TOKEN Of friendship true and tried,
From one whose fiery heart of youth
With mine has beaten, side by side,
For Liberty and Truth;

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bluefish

© Rg Gregory

the bluefish was surprised
i was there to greet itthis world it said is mine
it feeds on bluenessfor the first time in my life
i felt i'd found my truthbluefish i cried in joy

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the room

© Rg Gregory

as i pass a white sigh
is pushed out from under
as i bend to retrieve it
the wood quivers with a woman's breath
there is a ruffle of crying

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joy-notes

© Rg Gregory

when the time comes
yield
to the forces outside you
images simply
of your inner compulsions

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the man the gun and the dog

© Rg Gregory

yesterday the man was pleased
the sun sat in the tree and all
upon the land held to the harmony
his coming then expected

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Aspiring Miss DeLaine

© Francis Bret Harte

(A CHEMICAL NARRATIVE)

Certain facts which serve to explain

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new age

© Rg Gregory

(i)
how new the world is
trying to find
nerve in an old rind

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doughnut denial

© Rg Gregory

fancy having a birthday on a thursday
when you do the buying of the doughnuts
and others lick their sticky fingers
thinking good old karen letting
us share the eating of her birthday

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the river at whitebrook

© Rg Gregory

the winding wye
curls into my senses
feliniously