Poetry

• “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone” Ozymandias
• “King of kings:/ look on my works ye mighty and despair!” Ozymandias
• “Nothing besides remains. Round the decay/ of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare” ozymandias
• “Probably armed, possibly not” Remains
• “He’s here in my head when I close my eyes/ dug in behind enemy lines” Remains
• “His bloody life in my bloody hands” Remains
• “Spools of suffering set out in ordered rows” War photographer
• “How he sought approval without words to do what someone must and how the blood stained into foreign dust” War photographer
• “ a hundred agonies in black and white” war photographer
• “there was once a country…I left it as a child but my memory of it is sunlight clear” the emigree
• “It may be at war, it may be sick with tyrants but I am branded by the impression of sunlight” The emigree
• “I have no passports, there’s no way back at all” The emigree
• “ They accuse me of being dark in their free city… they mutter death” the emigree
• “Bullets smacking the belly out of the air” Bayonet charge
• “The patriotic tear that had brimmed in his eye sweating like molten iron from the centre of his chest” bayonet charge
• “ king, honour, human dignity, etcetera dropped like luxuries“ bayonet charge
• “And mark in every face I meet/ marks of weakness, marks of woe” London
• “And the hapless soldiers sigh/ run in blood down palace walls” London
• “How the youthful harlots curse/ blast the new born infants tears” London
• “Merciless iced east winds that knife us” Exposure
• “But nothing happens” Exposure
• “Sudden successive flights of bullets streak the silence less deadly than the air that shudders black with snow” Exposure
• “The frost will fasten on this mud and us” Exposure
• “Into the valley of death/ ride the six hundred” - The Charge of the Light Brigade
• “Boldly they rode and well/ into the jaws of death, into the mouth of hell” Charge of the light brigade
• “Honour the charge they made!/ honour the light brigade, Nobel six hundred” charge of the light brigade
• ”As I rose upon the stroke my boat/ went heaving through the water like a swan“ The prelude
• “The horizons bound, a huge peak, black and huge/ as if with voluntary power” the prelude
• “There hung a darkness, call it solitude or bland desertion” the prelude
• “Looking as if she were alive. I call/ that piece a wonder, now: fra pandolfs hands” My last duchess
• “Sir ‘‘twas not/ her husband’s presence only that called that spot of joy into the duchess’ cheek.” my last duchess
• “I gave my command then all smiles stopped together” My last duchess
• “We are prepared: we build our houses squat” storm on the island
• “ you might think that the sea is company/ exploding comfortably down on the cliffs” storm on the island
• “ we are bombarded by the empty air” storm on the island
• “Spasms of paper red, disrupting a blockade…sellotape bandaged around my hand” Poppies
• “I went into your bedroom/ released a song bird from its cage” poppies
• “I listened, hoping to hear/ your playground voice catching in the wind” Poppies
• “Full of incantations and enough fuel for a one way journey into history” kamikaze
• “ dark shoals of fishes flashing silver as their bellies swivelled” kamikaze