Best Geoffrey Poems

EPITAPH - A LETHAL WIND

Here lies George, the sad deceased

Victim of flatulence released

The result: he would expire

Stood before an open fire


Geoffrey Brewer
15 Sept 2018...

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A LIFE CYCLE

Ejected
Dislocated
Passive
Activated
investigative
Never stop
Driven 
T’ward the top
Content
Paternal
Fulfilment
Feel eternal
Perceive mortality
Free
Just a memory


Geoffrey Brewer
September 2018...

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Merciles Beaute ("Merciless Beauty")
by Geoffrey Chaucer
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Your eyes slay me suddenly;
their beauty I cannot sustain,
they wound me so, through my heart...

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Through the Mist

It feels like a lifetime has passed since my beloved I last saw,
Bedecked in shining armor, my brave Geoffrey did gallantly gallop,
Riding his...

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In regards, to the birds and the bees
Depends on who’s watching, what he sees
There are some women, impossible to please
Wise men are wary, to be...

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Every year our community gets together at the annual church fair. This year they have changed the format with some new events and dropping some...

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P S IT’S POETRY WRITE ON WRITE ON CONGRATS TO MY FELLOW POETRY SOUPERS PART 9


Many thanks to you selected poets; Of sharing your whispers...

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In 1968,
a time of great concern for healthy human civil rights
for and of women as well as LeftBrain culturally dominant men,
Gregory Bateson invited a Symposium
not...

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 Warning, this poem is dark. It is inspired by the  Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer.

Gather around and hear of the strange day,
When three...

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A plumber called Geoffrey Golightly
Enjoyed making love almost nightly
But he got such a clout
When his wife caught him out
Now he’s holding his toolbox quite tightly...

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Rejection
a roundel by Geoffrey Chaucer
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Your beauty from your heart has so erased
Pity, that it's useless to complain;
For Pride now holds...

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Winter Awakens My Care
anonymous Middle English poem, circa 1300
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Winter awakens all my care
as leafless trees grow bare.
For now my sighs...

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"Pluto’s Dark Abode" 

they say you can feel her 
walking through you 
it only happens when 
the frost and mist is about 
where hidden wild...

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Geoffrey gave me an exquisite book
For Christmas.
It is a showcase of the work of
Hundert Wasser - the great Viennese artist,
Architect and visionary.
The jewel colours, the...

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NAME DROPPER

One day I had lunch with the Queen
We ate fresh garden peas round and green
One of mine rolled toward her
Sent back in short order
“No...

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