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gregory, a man of words
and of them never short
a barrister of barristers
he hypnotised the court
but at his home in lancashire
the legalese still flew
so sadly realised his bride
that words were all he knew
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The Lawyer
Munsell
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when deign the heights to kiss the land
do clouds in greyish garb descend
as dismal shrouds that billow cold
’til dampish coolness all enfolds
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The Mute
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the man is sorely ridiculed
for lack of oral worth
a fault that’s not his own you see
— an accident of birth
across his mind play images
his thoughts unmarred by speech
they say he dwells in ignorance
what lessons he could teach!
he’d beat them all in games of chess
this idiot so meek
but they don’t know and never will
they’re blind and he can’t speak
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— 1983
the reclusive intellect
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here sits an intellectual man
who rests alone in thought
not bothering with other souls
and looking quite distraught
he deftly tames another task
perpetual observer
he dreams a better mousetrap and
electric coffee server
the world’s fornever grateful for
his fealty to the cause
of stretching human boundaries
through scientific laws
he never tires, never fades
he surely never quits
here sits the intellectual man
and sits and sits and sits
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– 1983
forest rain
slowly winding
wind through leaf
airy threads
through raindrops pass
so gently pulled
by unseen hand
a tapestry
in vernal glass
