John Rodie

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Frank Hornby . commented on John Rodie's lyrics, The lone gunslinger on Aug 31, 2018 at 11:39am.
commented on Geoffrey Brewer's poem entitled, "HI! HO!." on Nov 17, 2016 at 3:19pm.
commented on owen cullimore's poem entitled, "Manny." on Nov 17, 2016 at 3:18pm.
added a poem entitled, "The Childs train set" on Nov 17, 2016 at 3:07pm.
added a poem entitled, "The Childs train set" on Nov 17, 2016 at 3:05pm.
added a poem entitled, "The Child's train set" on Nov 17, 2016 at 3:05pm.
added a poem entitled, "What's it matter" on Nov 16, 2016 at 5:41am.
commented on John Rodie's lyrics entitled, "The lone gunslinger." on Nov 11, 2016 at 12:19pm.
commented on John Rodie's poem entitled, "President Trump." on Nov 10, 2016 at 11:56pm.
commented on John Rodie's poem entitled, "President Trump." on Nov 10, 2016 at 6:55pm.

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And the World to ...

poem by John Rodie

And the world to silent slumber speeds With her face a deathly pallor painted; As she from the warming Sun recedes And into the cold so darkly tainted. All around are the leaves, liver spotted, (That trail the footsteps of the... Read more

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The Mighty Hood

poem by John Rodie

Fifteen hundred fathoms, she lies- straight down- Heart stopped- in a watery grave uncovered- The Mighty Hood still hoods memories of Clowns With message flags unfurled- into battle hurled Dreaming Glories- like Nelson, Trafalga... Read more

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poem by John Rodie

The tear-shaped rain hammered out its fugue On paving stones; as the Bronze skies, unabashed Wept for this frail little heroine below. Even Thor, in his despair, made rainclouds clash; As if to let the whole wide World know Th... Read more

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In Mosul fields

poem by John Rodie

In Flanders fields the poppies blow For a hundred years they tell us so But some wear white on their chest For peace, they say, not war is best Though ISIS' knives make blood to flow Where are the Dead, tanks through Mosul show... Read more

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The lost songs of...

poem by John Rodie

“But the boat comes on the morning tide”, my mother cried “And afore that then he’ll have tried!” my father sighed “Before the final song is sung he’ll be a man” ... Read more

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Last night there ...

poem by John Rodie

Last night there was a ghost on the stair Early this morning still it was there Its ghostly eyes bore into my heart How I wish it would just depart Then I looked at those ghostly features Of this deranged demented creature ... Read more

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President Trump

poem by John Rodie

So Donald Trump is President, hail to the Chief But for We the People to do this, beggars all believe. Where was the rigged election is all I have to say As I am forced onto my knees, my hands are grasped to pray And through these... Read more

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What's it matter

poem by John Rodie

What does it matter if I’m straight or gay, To you? When all I want to do is enjoy this day Like you! So please leave me in peace and go away, Would you!? Read more

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The Childs train ...

poem by John Rodie

The child looked at his train set Laid out so neatly Around his building bricks, towered high. It was going to be great he thought He wound track around impossible bends Just ignored any obstacles he met With blind breakneck t... Read more

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The lone gunsling...

lyrics by John Rodie

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