Wilfred Poems - Poems about Wilfred

October 30th, 1863 Halloween eve, before the clock turned the day- almost midnight. The moon just right, full, and nearly hidden behind a thin layer of dark grey cloud. A perfect day for a walk...Read the rest...

Poems about Poets Elemental by Michael R. Burch for and after Dylan Thomas The poet delves earth’s detritus—hard toil— for raw-edged nouns, barbed verbs, vowels’ lush bouquet; each syllable his pen excretes—dense soil, dark images impacted, rooted clay. The poet sees the sea...Read the rest...

A week before the Armistice, you died. They did not keep your heart like Livingstone’s, then plant your bones near Shakespeare’s. So you lie between two privates, sacrificed like Christ to politics, your poetry unknown except for that brief flurry’s:...Read the rest...

Dulce et decorum est, or total hell on Earths past oh world of many worlds, how long will this one last, Wild with all regrets, though needs dictate spells of incantations, realisation of my fate, The young soldier with a date to respect Six o'clock...Read the rest...

To sing an anthem for doomed youth. Why did I believe the clergy's untruth and the politicians who I voted for in a polling booth. and know i will pay the price in karma's toll booth. Governments don't worry...Read the rest...