Poems
02.09.2010 / 19.11 pm
 
by Norman Rowland Gale
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Beware of those who slyly pilch
In many cunning ways;
Beware of little lyres that filch
From undisputed bays!
Beware the tumbler's beaded brim,
The ass in fiercer fur;
But most of all beware of him
Who makes my pen to stir--
THe Insecure
And Amateur
Implacable Photographer!

Beware lest, thieving for your thirst,
An earwig's in the plum!
Beware of folly, gay at first,
That later makes you glum!
Beware of pits when stars are dim,
The tooth of vagrant cur;
But most of all beware of him
That makes my pen to stir--
The masterful
Disasterful
Implacable Photographer!

Beware of angling in a stream
Whose trout are not for you;
Beware of trusting in a dream
That's gone before the dew!
Beware of truckling to a whim;
Of folks that always purr;
But most of all beware of him
That makes my pen to stir--
The premature
And Amateur
Implacable Photographer!


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The Great Beech

With heart disposed to memory, let me stand
Near this monarch and this minstrel of the land,
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My Country Love

If you passed her in your city
You would call her badly dressed,
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On Seeing A Train Start For The Seaside

O might I leave this grassy place
For spreading foam about my feet!
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Butterflies

There will be butterflies,
There will be summer skies
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The Stream's Secret

What thing unto mine ear
Wouldst thou convey,--what secret thing,
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On The Uses Of Adversity

"Nam nihil est, quod non mortalibus afferat usum."
- Petronius
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Oh! Susanna

1 I came from Alabama
2 wid my ban jo on my knee,
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Without You

My Pillow gazes upon me at night
Empty as a gravestone;
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