Bethany Louise Chipperfield
Biography of Bethany Louise Chipperfield
Is a 15 year old who lives in Suffolk. Writes poetry mainly on the subject of war and controversial subjects. Published only in youngwriters collections.
Bethany Louise Chipperfield Poems
Dear My Sweetheart,
Sweet as your gentle kisses were I cannot recall, For now my sweet, keep naught white but my pall, Listen not to my ghost who haunts men’s eyes, But whisper to me now, whisper your goodbyes.
Postitivity Through Life...
Love, sweet fleeting love, Never lasts. Trial and error, always The end.
My father lays sleeping on the couch, No sound is audible, his face a pall of white, The crinkled jaw my youth hardly saw, unhinged and opened wide As if waiting for the words to say.
To Give A Little
Walked they did, through the heat; the stark Bare country they didn’t know. Pointed they did, hungry cold guns To faces they knew not.
To Enforce By Your Whim
A lover's dance is but twice the pain, Dark and in duress I have shamed. But you prolong your steps,
Each Second; an hour, waiting. Constantly waiting. For you. Can't you see I'm shaking, quaking?
Saturday Night Hounds
They climbed resuming the mongrel form, The twelve. A catcalling mob
Masked. Lips sealed, smile a frozen crack, marring the closed face, Cryptic whispers, they follow hurriedly, Curious glances my way. Over there is Dad. Furrowed brow, burnt cheeks aflame,
To Give A Little
Walked they did, through the heat; the stark
Bare country they didn’t know.
Pointed they did, hungry cold guns
To faces they knew not.
Cried they did, at corpses
Belonging to those men they never met.
Yet that hell ground, that spiteful haunt
Belonging tothe Devil’s padded foot.