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Lloyd Roberts

I lived from 1884-unknown. I was from Canada, and am in the Americas category.

My poetry

  • Husbands Overseas
    Each morning they sit down to their little bites of bread,
    To six warm bowls of porridge and a broken mug or two.
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Miss Pixie
    Did you ever meet Miss Pixie of the Spruces,
    Did you ever glimpse her mocking elfin face,
    28 lines
  • The Winter Harvest
    Between the blackened curbs lie stacked the harvest of the skies,
    Long lines of frozen, grimy cocks befouled by city feet;
    16 lines
  • England's Fields
    England's cliffs are white like milk,
    But England's fields are green;
    30 lines
  • Come Quietly, Britain!
    COME quietly, Britain, all together, come!
    It is time!
    82 lines
  • The Fruit Rancher
    He sees the rosy apples cling like flowers to the bough:
    He plucks the purple plums and spills the cherries on the grass;
    16 lines

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