Best Nobleman Poems

You, my friend, 
are not a king or a prince 
neither are you a nobleman  
of 
a higher or lower rank, 
you are just...

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So sensationally super; Sagittarius son of John Spence
Pleasantly personable, and matriarch Maud Spence’s son
Enabling, exquisite, eloquent, evolving and enterprising
Naturally nice, no nonsense, and a nutritionist...

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One summer eve in Galilee
I stood before my open door;
to me it seemed just one more night--
like all the others gone before.
Someone would come and,...

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CYRUS II - THE GREAT

KING CYRUS THE GREAT

So; here comes the story of that, King Cyrus the Great 
Whose history for some of us is...

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3.   At the Cabin

("Noh" is an ancient Japanese style of 
drama, broadly similar to Elizabethan
tragedy.  "The Wind in the Pines" is
my version...

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allow me to introduce to you
a dear friend
may I present The Green Man
we once shared a goblet of mead
inside the head of a nobleman
sometime in...

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MONA LISA

For ten years his paint brushes danced to the motion
of his hands on a white Lombardy poplar panel,
creating inimitable effects with the image he...

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The Galilean sun smiled down
upon the dusty little town
and lingered o'er one humble spot,
a peasant's home and modest shop.
Long shafts of light fell 'cross the...

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There is a painting at the art gallery,
I have a strong affection for;
it is a man that calls me from the past,
in the year...

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Sensationally super, and Sagittarius son of John Spence
Pleasantly personable, and matriarch Maud Spence’s son
Enabling, exquisite, eloquent, evolving and enterprising
Naturally nice, no nonsense, and a nutritionist...

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I drained life of its fullness...
not pricing its worthiness,
leaving nicks in the prime of youth:
deceitful tricks to ignore every truth.

I imitated parody to conceal identity,
thus...

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I could grow roses, and collect their nectar,
For newly wedded pairs’ perfume.
Or lilies, the Persian young lovers would secretly present their bashful beloveds.
Or could process...

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Lay me to rest in marbled halls with angels at my head,
not lying here in the mud of Ypres with khaki turning red.
Let me die...

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Errol Flynn played Robin Hood,

A displaced nobleman doing good.

Robin may have won all his fights

But is was Errol who looked good in the tights.






for Catie...

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I met a man - 
one could hardly deem old.
His smile was warm, yet
his hands were quite cold.
I asked the gentleman: 
“Do you remember my...

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