Gloucester Poems - Poems about Gloucester

...Dr. Foster lived in old fashioned London, and was content to stay there; As red roses are content being caressed, by the wind from everywhere. Dr. Foster loved his daily routine, like the......

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...Convalescence of Richard McGeehan Spouse of my eldest sister marital bond fixed in place strong as mortise and tenon, he hales of hearty Irish stock genes of said septuagenarian analogous to ......

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...Can you forget that piece of cheese that you inhaled? Oh, just a crumb it was. But breathing while chewing, then choking! Was it Cheddar, Cheshire? Or that Limburger, Parmesan? But, oh, that p......

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...(Charles Philip Arthur George - b. 14 November 1948) I had a cousin called Charles, said Aunty Olive. Nice young man. That's him on our TV. That's not cousin: it's King, said Aunty Lucy. It'......

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...Once was a smart, forward-thinking young lady in Gloucester Her wayward-thinking lover she summarily oustered Since his libido he couldn’t control, Ceremoniously, he had to go And soon, t......

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...[Dearest American friends... Gloucester is pronounced ‘Glosster’] * A sleepy old town in deep darkest Gloucester A stranger in town must be an imposter He does......

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...There was a young lady from Gloucester Whose flippant ways really cost her She snapped at a preacher Who tried hard to reach her And, finally, he up and tossed her. written July 10, 2021......

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...I believe I fell asleep last year at the cusp of a new agenda. As a new virus took root, I found myself eradicated from society in a way I never imagined. All of a sudden instead of immersing myse......

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...They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters: These see the works of the Lord and his wonders in the deep. From the 107th psalm It......

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...She is a beauty with her vaulted ceilings and cloisters. Has been parading about for over a thousand years Showing off her English gothic architecture. Cathedral Church of St. Peter and the Holy......

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...When fate’s hands joined together, pounding seas A monstrous storm placed fishing boats at risk I called to Billy, “Captain, listen please, Turn ‘round, the seas are high and wind too brisk” ......

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...Beyond the bay the sun peeked over waves; calm belied what destiny would tell. A statue peers where sailors served and gave, so far from Gloucester shores where seagulls yell. So far from shelter......

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...(This does have some internal rhyme) In the fall of ninety one a November morn had just begun as harbor bells rang loud and echoed all around sad Gloucester town. Lost within a perfect stor......

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...Translation of Eric Mottram’s Twentythird Legal by T. Wignesan Le vingt-troisième légal pendant la guerre le peuple devient obéissent de nouveau plein du respect (et) de la confiance les en......

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...Translation of Eric Mottram’s 1922 Section 1 by T. Wignesan for David Attoe Notre devise pourrait être: ‘que nous nous ne soyons pas envoûtés’ Wittgenstein in Zettel laissez pendre la ......

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