Philippa Lane

Rookie (March 7th,1941 / Chichester, West Sussex, England)

Philippa Lane Poems

41. Drunk On A Train 11/18/2004
42. Breakfast On A Psychiatric Ward 2/27/2005
43. Autumn Leaves 2/26/2005
44. Yellow 11/18/2004
45. Blue 11/18/2004
46. Purple 11/18/2004

Comments about Philippa Lane

  • Willa T Olivier (4/1/2005 6:12:00 PM)

    Philippa: About your poem 'Disappointment' - You are very skilled at expressing in
    words actual emotional experiences. Your poem evoked a hazy echo in my spirit of that dull thud. Bravo. Willa

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  • Peter A. Crowther (2/27/2005 12:48:00 AM)

    I have greatly enjoyed all of your poems. Lovely imagery.

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Best Poem of Philippa Lane

Breakfast On A Psychiatric Ward

'Does anyone know how to make
a bed without fitted sheets? ,
the princess asked,
as she wafted down
into the eating room,
resplendent in brocaded gown,
satin slippers on her feet,
her hair so elegantly
coiffeured.

Our fuzzy minds wondered
if she was a picture n our heads,
or really one of us -
a patient on 5 East?

We couldn't help but glare at her,
conscious of our own unkempt,
ruffled hair,
our borrowed night gowns,
paper slippers on our feet.

Suddenly, she fainted dead away,
and it fell into the cream of wheat ...

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Blue

Blue floats and hovers
it never comes to rest
its scent is distant bonfires
its touch moth-breath

Blue is man-child
with spiritual eyes
a stranger in a room
who isn't one

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