Leslie Philibert

Bronze Star - 2,806 Points (6th March 1954 / London, England)

Leslie Philibert Poems

321. Crystal Night 9/18/2016
322. The Earth And Earth 7/12/2012
323. A Short Primer Of Stones 7/3/2013
324. And Then 7/23/2012
325. Synecdoche 2/4/2014
326. Questions 2/18/2013
327. A Better World 11/3/2012
328. Hospital 8/8/2012
329. A Funeral In Winter 1/5/2013
330. The Secret Life Of Stones 8/10/2012
331. A Summer Poem 7/28/2013
332. A Dry-Stone Wall Near Coleraine (For Seamus Heaney) 9/4/2013
333. The Night The Moon Got Stolen 8/17/2012

Comments about Leslie Philibert

  • Frank (popeye) Pulver Frank (popeye) Pulver (4/7/2013 8:03:00 PM)

    Mr. Philibert, thank you for helping with some of my errors on some of my poetry. I am here to say that we use very differents styles of poetry. I have only been writing my poetry for a few years and it helps me get out some of my feelings so I do not forget them in life. I am person that forgets a lot of things in life pretty easily.

    As poets we try to pour out the feelings from our hearts and souls. This is what helps me in my daily life, I have a life that was almost taken from me so I am trying to make the most of it by writing down my thoughts.

    I hope that when I leave this place in life that my children will see the work that I done in my life. So please do not criticize a poet's work. We might not see their ideas but we still need to respect them for their work.

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  • Philo Yan Philo Yan (8/15/2012 6:31:00 AM)

    Your poems are thought provoking and I have to read it a few times and reflect your meaning.

  • Yvonne Rautenbach (8/14/2012 11:11:00 AM)

    re 'Hospital' absolutely brilliant..must find time to read more of your poems later

  • Aivilo Gnuoy (8/8/2012 3:09:00 PM)

    Your poems are well written and I enjoy reading them!

  • Kayoko Kan (7/11/2012 6:15:00 AM)

    I enjoy reading your poems- a vivid blend of descriptions that enrich the mind, thanks.

Best Poem of Leslie Philibert

The Night The Moon Got Stolen

In the night the moon got stolen
lunatics shook their fists at empty heavens,
cats stared at holes in the dark night
and seas turned into lakes, tides refused,

And songwriters hit the wrong keys
while lovers went home for an early night,
words were not whispered in ears nor
arms thrown across shoulders in first joy.

Have no fear for this lost face in the sky,
the lady that shimmers over standing water.
Aurora will bring the slow return of dawn,
Libertas will free this stolen moonlight.

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Fear Of Trains

autumn rain is akin to black tea,
the burnt yellow of old growth watered;

a train shakes the fields, an old carpet snapping
birds shoot holes in the turbulent sky;
the world is split like an apple,
your head inside a bell;

when it is over it is not over,

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