Lawrence Poems - Poems about Lawrence

Poet David Lawrence 'Chatterleys Lover' once caused offence Known best as a novelist his poetry should not be dismissed...

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David Herbrt Lawrence novelist poet sans pretence Multi talebted &prolific lasting legacy in th erotic...

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Dad was a great piano player Grandpa Luther was a great man He burned his wife’s Bible In 1942, when Colorado farmers Decided all Germans and Japanese Threatened them My grandmother Got another Bible English version She didn’t have to hide Governor Ralph Lawrence Carr Was a great man, too The only one who stood for The rights of Japanese –Americans– just like he Said, “if...

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Lawrence of Neasden, Man of action in the past, Reflected with dismay How life had moved so fast. So many years gone now Since they’d gone to war And Lawrence no longer Rode his camel anymore. It’s ashes rested in an urn On the mantle shelf Alongside its photo and Those of Lawrence himself, All dressed in style In their combat gear With others of the Corps All paraded...

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They called him Lawrence of Neasden And he dressed in Khaki shorts And he always rode a camel Which he kept in his car port They arrived there in Central Neasden Having ridden all through the night To arrive with the breaking dawn In a throat constricting sight. Silently they rode, apart From the harness jingle, An eerie sort of sound That made nerves...

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There’s civic unrest in Neasden Which has become a mini hell The vapours from all those camels Has caused an awful fruity smell The citizens are angry and are Marching off to Westminster hall Now the novelty has worn off They’re blooming sick of it all In spite of the good intentions Of Lawrence and his crew You can’t housetrain a camel And the streets...

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The jungle drums have throbbed in Neasden The message has swiftly spread about So if you’re travelling around the area Its suggested you carefully watch out For the call has been answered The length and breadth of our fair land Certain heroes not been found reticent Back here at the nation’s command It started with just our Lawrence But his example aroused so many...

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He’s been listening to the news, All up to date about I-raq, His kit has been laid out Sorted and ready to pack. The camel’s on combat rations So its mood is just a little mean But it’s a trim and fit and ready Desert transport machine. He sleeps out in the garden In an army surplus tent It may be second hand but Its money...

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They called him Lawrence of Neasden And he dressed in Khaki shorts And he always rode a camel Which he kept in his car port Oblivious to the glances Of the people passing by He solemnly rode his mount And he always wore a tie He knew he had a mission Was ready for the call Though quite what it was He’d really no...

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The L. means Long Lasting Love The A. means Always The W. means Wisdom The R. means He is Risen The E. means Eternal The N means Now The C. means Christ The E. means Everlasting...

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Sir Thomas Lawrence grew up in a pub prolific paintings meant he never needed a sub Favourite of the English ruling class but a legendary repute never came to pass...

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Susan Lawrence saddled her horse (a Pegasus who flew off course) The stars and the moon Lit up the lagoon Reflecting a greater life force...

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To Atlanta's Jacob Lawrence understatement made artistic sense Sixty small paintings his usp 'Migration' *series for all to see *https://lawrencemigration.phillipscollection.org/the-migration-series...

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‘Sweat of life’; opening words of candour Ushering a magic show to follow She burst forth in delight, of love fervour Adoring oneness, within heart mellow Name of the poem, ‘elevating heart’ Laying low, she has posted six so far ‘And cupping my heart gently’ Gods love starts We behold her divine play from afar Resonation with euphoria clear Enlivened by the throb of...

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not taking place or space in Arabia but a sound stage no camel needed but an accordion for sure and always a bubble machine...

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