Best Arbuthnot Poems

BURIED IN WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING (With apologies to Robert Frost)
Whose woods these are, mox nix to me,
both dead and buried, she must be,
to...

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BELTAINE AT SUNRISE
If I could gather for you, flowers fair,
the first of summer, slip them in your hair,
to light your face, the tremble of your...

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YOU CALL ME LOVE
I am as Alpha, but don't ask me why,
the wanderer through life, who comes and goes;
the tail of comets not observed am...

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YOU LOOKED TOO DEEP
You looked too deep where no one's seen before
into the very deepest part of me
where hides my very breathing soul and more
I'd...

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SECRET LOVE OF MARIE ANTOINETTE
The raving of last night is everywhere,
she hopes in candle-light; she sets her hair,
while Paris lulls to sleep, the storm goes...

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LOVE UNDER THE HIGH SCHOOL BLEACHERS 
Some time ago, within a memory
deep in my dark, and most forbidden past,
when I recall your teaching only me,
there...

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IRISH GIRL LOVE SONG
Don't love an Irish girl.
She's gonna do you wrong.
She's a hard hearted woman
and she won't stay home.
I got some Irish blood
in my...

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IRISH SMILE
From Dunloe Gap she rode each day,
out in her jaunting car,
her father at the reining seat,
their journey wasn't far;

past by my home in early...

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CALL OF THE WEREWOLF
Beneath the cobble stones as Paris sleeps
the dead awaken rising from the dust,
into a world where no one ever keeps
the track of...

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FOREST GIRL
I'd walk down through the forest in the rain
to see the girl in green and feel her pain
uncertain of her life so many ways
yet...

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THE BOMBING OF DRESDEN--    MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE - 
There was a night, I still recall it now,
as winters cold had turned to soft...

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GIRL OF DUNLOE GAP   
She in her father's jaunting car,
an eyefull sight to see,
with smoky blond and flowing hair
she smiled as if, 'twas...

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HARVEST TIME
There are no roots to see, not with our eyes,
that stretch from earth, umbilically below;
not even to the sun, to realize,
but there must be...

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CROSS MY HEART AND HOPE TO DIE
Black Lady, I have loved you,
all of my life, I've loved you,
some things won't change and they're what nobody...

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ZOMBIES
Inanimated, staring at the screen,
a little odd, and writing thoughts I've heard,
the stuff of life, I write just what I mean,
from out of death, where...

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