Short Gentry Poems

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Are they angry, annoyed 
with alien landed gentry?
Are they just playing
a game shared, taught?...

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splendour,
luxury
and much fine art-
in abstentia-the
gentry

Inspired when  visiting stately homes...

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Scotland's Alan Ramsay
portrayed the gentry of his day
Presented thus face to face
with much dignity& grace...

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no more destructive

 criticism ~ positive

  suggestions only  



--Collaborative effort between Susan Gentry and Gershon Wolf...

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Since Billie Joe jumped off the Tallahatchie bridge
Nothing has been the same up on the Choctaw ridge
Since Bobbie Gentry, it appears
Up and completely disappears
The Mississippi delta has a new drawbridge.

May 20, 2021...

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Founded  at Trondheim in Sox-Trondelag county, Norway
Built 1300 AD in a beautiful country
Example of Romanesque and Gothic style gently
Great tourist attraction
National prize with many noble gentry
Fine spiritual traction...

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Foul smells of secrets and lies exist in the
Rarified air of
Artificially deodorized
Gentry whose lives
Rarely encounter those
Aromas arousing
Nose wrinkles of disgust, as they
Count on their perfumed cover to
Engulf the real truth....

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Rain it comes but in plenty
Tearing down tears and gentry
As it rolls don to fall
I get the feeling of an abhorr
A abhorr why?
Because life saddens me a thats why.
To think that rain with it's name
Could huddle away all our worries and 
Leave us lighthearted and suavey!...

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There was a she-ghost in Elly's pantry
                           She loved cold meat and a lavish entree
                                       With the pass of dawn
                                        She ate a tiger prawn
                        And jumped over the broomstick with a gentry...

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Remember the 1967 hit "Ode to Billy Joe"?
Number one on the music charts is where it would go.
It was recorded by country-western singer Bobbie Gentry.
This singer-songwriter reached world-wide popularity.
Something she mentions in the song remains a mystery.
Bobbie, when you and Billy Joe were up on Choctaw Ridge,
what exactly did you throw off the Tallahatchie Bridge?
...

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You can go anywhere as someone else,
the masks and jesters play
invisible to sound and touch
the Lords and Creatures pray

To rent the future—sell the past,
the landlord still unnamed
invulnerable to what they sell
the real prize still unclaimed

To cry out once your voice reversed
lone echo at your back
the Landed Gentry comes and goes
—the crossroads blackest cat

(The New Room: April, 2022)...

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From now on
considering 
everything

I intend to continue to resist
criticizing any country
not my own

From now on
considering
everything 

I intend to continue to treat
others like I would like
to be treated
            

May 26, 2018


~~Collaborative effort between Susan Gentry and Gershon Wolf can be seen at:

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/from_now_on_1027548...

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My glass ball works in reverse
No future do I see. But
from the past it will recall
things not known to me

My father’s great grandfather
Back in eighteen forty one
Was of the landed gentry
Never did we know

So now I gaze at the glass
Seeking out with google eyes,
Finding whence I came, in my
far and distant past





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Margaret Foster Sept. 2011...

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Though happy when wealthy
I’m happy when poor
my happiness fluid
and flows from the core

The riches inside me
their bounty implied
with love as the constant
rejection denied

All queens in their castles
each king on his throne
their gentry in waiting
court jesters bemoan

True joy in the notion
not fashioned by whim
That our souls were imbued
—and sainted within

(The First Book Of Prayers: December, 2021)...

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Your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
I can feel you all around me
Thickening the air I'm breathing
I tried to kill the pain
But only brought more, So much more.
I lay dying,
And I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal.
I lie inside myself for hours,
And watch my purple sky fly over me,
And I pull will the trigger.

Evanescence-My Immortal
Flyleaf-All Around Me
Evanescence-Tourniquet
Evanescence-Imaginary
Flyleaf-Cassie

Brittany Gentry...

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Newhaven

This is the town that time sank,
Grey shades of dust on riverbanks,
where the gulls they flock a'frenzy


Those were the shops the road choked,
accessible through a haze of exhaust smoke,
each building there now stands empty,.


This is the land where the trash burns,
This small stretch of boozers and cab firms.
And a ferry port for entry.

This is the town of Newhaven,
and I doubt there's a thing that can save 'em,
for the money it left with the gentry....

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The art of being unique means the courage to have different thoughts

than anyone else on the planet,

Being able to spurn "copy-cat" ways and aspiring to one's own clout,

Although mimicking may be a form of flattery,

It is better to promote self originality,

As idiosyncratic as our ways may be,

Our silliness has merits and its own fan based gentry,

Therefore being unique is not a bore as long as we have

the creativity and pioneering spirit to row our boats ashore....

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Take a number of letters
mix them in a box square
full of more little square boxes
making many words not just a pair

It's very popular nowadays
many a newsagent sells aplenty
wordsearch books is a great love
by all both common and gentry

Many a splendid hour is spent
feeding the old grey matter
finding words within the square box
quite a challenge just for starter

This my favourite pastime
I can spend many a hour
finding words to fit the box
keeps the mind from going sour...

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