Phillip Knight

Phillip Knight Poems

Someone spoke
Without a clue,
Of who it hurt
Or what would do.
...

So many times in life
have my eyes deceived.
My heart has led me the wrong way.
I have found the flowers of beauty,
...

How would life feel
If not for you?
Such glorious bubbles of inspiration
They bounce and burst in my mind,
...

Erode and eradicate
Disdainful thoughts.
Rust this love into submission,
Shallow lust and its Hierarchy,
...

Bricked rocket ship,
never leave,
let light be day,
let dark be night.
...

I tried to hide how you make me feel.
Teach myself a brave face and honest smile.
But my muscles tire of being forced in the opposite direction.
The power you hold breaks spirit and soul,
...

No more acceptance,
Desire the high life.
For too long settled,
No longer serving a purpose.
...

The poetry of promise,
Written solely for some.
Inside these thoughts
Harmonies are sacred.
...

Phillip Knight Biography

A Poet born in Essex, developed in Manchester and now residing in the West Midlands. Phillip has been writing for over ten years developing his style and building up a collection of work. From my bio: 'Choosing to finally make his work public in 2011, Phillip Knight draws upon his own life as a framework in which to wrap his thoughts around. He works with a mixture of experimentation, autobiographical and fictional characters. Often touching at deep seeded emotional landmarks, but with an accessibility for the reader to place their own life within it' I currently have 4 volumes of poetry available to buy http: //www.lulu.com/spotlight/phillipknightpoetry During 2012 Phillip will be donating all the profits from his books to the 'Ear Foundation' charity, based in Nottingham, The Ear Foundation is an independent charity that helps deaf people and their families make the best use of technology to improve hearing, communication and spoken language. *All Poetry one this blog is owned by Phillip knight and should not be used without permission)

The Best Poem Of Phillip Knight

At Least My Spirit Loves

Someone spoke
Without a clue,
Of who it hurt
Or what would do.
They felt fate
Would help their life,
Resolve their troubles
And free their strife.
Now it seems
They're left alone,
With no attachments,
Free to roam.
Like kindred spirits
Above the earth,
Who never look down
Through fear of love.

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