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Poems About Poets Vi

Poems about Poets VI

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Michael R Burch

Perhaps at three
you'll come to tea,
to have a cuppa here?

You'll just stop in
to sip dry gin?
I only have a beer.

To name the greats:
Pope, Dryden, mates?
The whole world knows their names.

Discuss the songs
of Emerson?
But these are children's games.

Give me rhythms
wild as Dylan’s!
Give me Bobbie Burns!

Give me Psalms
or Hopkins’ poems,
Hart Crane’s, if

Categories: hopkins, poems, poetry, poets, words,
Form: Rhyme

In Our Feasts, We Both Drank Lover's Wine , Second Poets Tribute Series, Gerard Manley Hopkins

(1.) First poem
In Our Feasts, We Both Drank Lover's Wine
Second poets tribute series third poet Gerard Manley Hopkins

Blood that entices with its red-glow appeal
Its bright warmth into a wanton soul seeks
She that drove passion, ate my youthful zeal
Relishing that my words, were soft and meek!

Yet I, a victim lost and thus spellbound
Wore blinded eyes and

Categories: hopkins, appreciation, art, dedication, poetry,
Form: Rhyme

Witchfinder General Matthew Hopkins

Rode around Essex with murder in mind
With evil followers from town to town
Matthew Hopkins was the worst of his kind
Hunting for witches that he could take down.

Towns people would say that woman's a witch
She'd then be tortured until she confessed
Then hanged until death and thrown in a ditch
Hopkins got paid saying she was possessed .

People

Categories: hopkins, death, england, evil, horror,
Form: Sonnet

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Katie Hopkins: Wild Redemption

Katie Hopkins; Wild Redemption 

Katie Hopkins, what a *****
She really makes my innards itch
She’s paid to spit and vent her bile
Her views are simply crass and vile
The woman thinks that refugees
Should all die screaming in the seas
And now she is an educator?
Well, Brunel students sure don’t rate her
Poor Katie got no praise or thanks
Just fifty

Categories: hopkins, bullying, education, hate, humanity,
Form: Couplet

Hopkins Snakes

Hopkins snakes

Old Hopkins had a rope ladder,
To keep snakes out of the house,
Snake killing sticks under the rain water tank,
In the shower, where a snake ate the mouse,
The fowls all lived up in the trees,
Brownies were sucking eggs down, (deadly mulga snakes,  dozens)
The bantams were sitting on eggs in bird nests,
Till the chickens were

Categories: hopkins, adventure,
Form: Ballad

A Prayer For Father Hopkins

Pray for Margaret you Jesuit priest, 
   who wept for falling leaves but cast no blame.
   Her soul, as leaf-meal lies, is now the same
in Heaven she can now confront her beast. 
Oh! Grief, not sweet-or-sour, but only grief, 
   as man was born for blight  - same

Categories: hopkins, faith, life, loss, light,
Form: Sonnet