Leslie Philibert

Bronze Star - 2,826 Points (6th March 1954 / London, England)

Lightbird - Poem by Leslie Philibert

Lights in dark,
a turning plough;
tube of tin and roar

with faces in a
box, high above
cold woods, fields and streams

and real life.Sinews below
rest and firm,
eyes turn to heaven

and the prison
of bad air, mocked angel,
packed life.

And should they
fall from the sky,
there is a kinship in distress.

Topic(s) of this poem: death

Form: Prose Poem

Comments about Lightbird by Leslie Philibert

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (3/8/2015 5:10:00 AM)

    Lights in dark should fall from sky. Wonderful imagery really with in with nice humour. Fantastic poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 8, 2015

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