Leslie Philibert

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

The White Devil - Poem by Leslie Philibert

my soul
like to a ship in a black storm
is driven, I know not whither...

acted to the souls of donkeys
in a winter night of smoke
years asleep

Viola Tree and Cedric Hardwicke

still undamaged the glass of revenge

Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend

Form: Prose Poem

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 22, 2015

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