Tag: sundaypoem
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Epitaph on a Tyrant by W. H. Auden #sundaypoem
Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after, And the poetry he invented was easy to understand; He knew human folly like the back of his hand, And was greatly interested in armies and fleets; When he laughed, respectable senators burst with laughter, And when he cried the little children died in the streets. […]
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Christmas Gibbons by Adam Bojelian (Oct 2010) – #sundaypoem
Gibbons are fun at Christmas, They don’t mind the snow, Gibbons are fun at Christmas, But there is something about them you don’t know.
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No More by Malcolm Dimmick #sundaypoem
No cobblers hammers tap no more No church no more, no steeple No grammar schools No homes for fools No factories, no people No smiles and no good morning sir No vision nor no planners No steam train nor no sulphur clouds No courtesy, no manners No fishing pools, no mushroom stools No wooded bank, […]
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three wise men, by Ioan Pearce – Dec 20, 2010 #sundaypoem
we three kings are having a jar, bearing gifts we stole from the spar, money counting, profits mounting,… selling em in the bar. ooh, ooh, car of wonder,pile of shite, pinched it from a building site, we proceeded, they don’t need it, taxi’s dear this time of night. we three kings are shy of a […]
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