Poetic Openings : Robert William Service to Robert William Service

Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Fulfilment : First Line : I sing of starry dreams come true,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Funk : First Line : When your marrer bone seems ‘oller,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Futility : First Line : Dusting my books I spent a busy day:
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Gangrene : First Line : So often in the mid of night
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Gentle Gaoler : First Line : Being a gaoler I’m supposed

Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Ghosts : First Line : I to a crumpled cabin came
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Gignol : First Line : Addict of Punch and Judy shows
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Gipsy : First Line : The poppies that in Spring I sow,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : God's Battleground : First Line : God dwells in you; in pride and shame,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : God's Grief : First Line : “Lord God of Hosts,” the people pray,