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Francis Meyrick
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The Honey Queen from Galway An exercise in Symbolism There is a fine seductive reasoning, and it appears as a form of mental sickness. Like the effects of too much of the juice of the barley, it leads men to sit around, confidently bumping their gums. In this type of closed mutual admiration society, there goes on a lot of virtue flaunting and preening. Where goes Ireland today? With many so-called Republicans calling for 'open borders' and 'Globalism' and apparently enamored with that dusty old fool, Karl Marx...? Let's look at the busy, hardworking honey bee Queen, that tended all her life to her busy hive in County Galway. Through storms and winters, through cold and drought. Fighting off thieves and raiders, she and her workers & drones protected the hive. The...
Clinton, Inc. in an unstable, dangerous world At times their noise and raucous din The screeching of their violin The shrill incessant howl of rage That seems to leap off every page The Clinton press corps, loyal hacks All bought-and-paid for maniacs In sycophantic, fawning mobs Prostrate their spineless jelly blobs Before their Ice Queen, Liar-and-thief Manipulative...
Suspended in a beam of Light Suspended in a beam of light, So nearly tumbled out of sight A fraction of a pixel seen Where all my little life has been. Where all my tiny mind unfolds Where all my simple dreams and goals Have found a stage to yell and shout The few poor lines I've blurted out. My airborne helicopter strolls encounters with both gems and trolls sweet...
The vistas of cosmology While I bumble about the place I love to ponder aerospace I love to wonder at the stars Whilst peering past my prison bars I've lived too long with shuttered mind Along with most of humankind But Science now has gifted me The vistas of cosmology. I've stood upon the Martian plains And strained to see a humble light A speck, a dot, a tiny mite The...
My refuge is a Sunlit Sky No man can wander 'round this globe A staff in hand and hermit robe From child-like fresh to well-scarred old And fail to note so many ills. He may be brilliant, rich in skills And never want for bread or gold But if there lurks a heart beneath The baking soda white smile teeth Then surely he will ponder grief And search at times for sweet...
In Saturn's patient shadow Shielded from the Sun's glare I lingered for a while Mischievously, Reflecting on the sunlit byways As yet, untraveled Where Man, one day May gingerly, Set foot. Soaking in the Rings And saturated in immensity I'm delighted to see And hear, and sense The Great Cosmic Kindness A latent, hidden Force Uplifting and yet sobering That calls us tiny...
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