Within These Walls....

Keith

Within these walls
A poet slept and
Visions of angels
Crept into his dreams
Distant lands
And tigers
Lambs
and chimney sweeps
Painted themselves
Upon his silent canvas
Made their mark on his mind
Wended their way
Through London streets
Along ancient shores
And while he slumbered
Poems formed within - 
Golden rhymes
Iambic rhythms
Carved themselves
Into life
That upon his waking
Would flood the page
With violent beauty
And storm the walls of new Albion.

  • Author: Keith (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 20th, 2022 03:56
  • Comment from author about the poem: Written a few years back now. A simple piece about one of my favourite poets - imagining myself in a house in which he once lived.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 43
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  • L. B. Mek

    wonderfully conceived
    an enjoyable journey
    through the influences, that tattooed themselves
    and helped colour
    your creativity's distinct tints,
    thanks for sharing, dear poet

    • Keith

      So pleased you liked it L.B.! Thank you for dropping by!

    • Fay Slimm.

      A perfectly worded tribute which slowly unwinds the secrets that poet left behind. A compelling read Keith.

      • Keith

        As always my thanks go out to you for your kind words, Fay. Have a wonderful weekend.

      • Rozina

        I am in awe. Thank you.

        • Keith

          Gosh....that's quite something...means a lot to me. Many thanks and warm wishes , Rozina.

        • Goldfinch60

          Wonderful words and tribute to a truly wonderful poet.

          Andy

          • Keith

            Cheers|! So good of you to take the time to comment - means a lot , Andy.



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