Leslie Philibert

Bronze Star - 2,669 Points (6th March 1954 / London, England)

Leslie Philibert Poems

321. A Better World 11/3/2012
322. Hospital 8/8/2012
323. A Funeral In Winter 1/5/2013
324. The Secret Life Of Stones 8/10/2012
325. A Summer Poem 7/28/2013
326. A Dry-Stone Wall Near Coleraine (For Seamus Heaney) 9/4/2013
327. The Night The Moon Got Stolen 8/17/2012
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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Another Bad Night

A black hood has been forced over my head,
a thousand unborn children sing in my garden,
I cannot be switched off.

Voices rough with tobacco are planning my demise,
they lurk full of malice before my house,
a distant televsion frees waves of laughter.

The darkness starts from the ground and reaches

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