Power and Conflict Poetry

• Ozymandias


  I met a traveller from an antique land

  
• Ozymandias


  whose frown

  And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command

  
• Ozymandias


  Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!
• Ozymandias


  Round the decay

  Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
• London


  charter'd

  
• London


  Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
• London


  In every cry of every Man
• London


  And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse

  
• My Last Duchess


  (since none puts by

  The curtain I have drawn for you, but I)

  
• My Last Duchess

  Even had you skill/In speech - (which I have not)
• My Last Duchess


  as if she ranked

  My gift of a nine-hundred-years-old name

  With anybody's gift.
• Storm on the Island

  We are prepared: we build our houses squat

  
• Storm on the Island

  you know what I mean - leaves and branches

  Can raise a chorus in a gale
• Storm on the Island

  spits like a tame cat

  Turned savage.
• Bayonet Charge

  rolls like a flame / And crawls in a threshing circle

  
• Bayonet Charge

  'King, honour, human dignity etcetera'

  drop like luxuries
• Bayonet Charge

  Bullets smacking the belly out of the air
• Exposure

  merciless iced east winds that knive

  us...

  
• Exposure


  But nothing happens. (repeated consistently in 1st stanza)
• Exposure


  Dawn massing in the east her melancholy army

  
• Remains

  On another occasion
• Remains


  probably armed, possibly not
• Remains

  he's here in my head when I close my eyes
• Remains

  his bloody life in my bloody hands.
• War Photographer


  spools of suffering

  
• War Photographer


  a half-formed ghost
• War Photographer


  A hundred agonies in black and white
• War Photographer

  blood stained into foreign dust.
• The Prelude: Stealing the Boat


  One summer evening (led by her)
• The Prelude: Stealing the Boat


  Small circles glittering idly in the moon
• The Prelude: Stealing the Boat


  my boat

  Went heaving through the Water like a swan

  
• The Prelude: Stealing the Boat


  Towered up between me and the stars
• Kamikaze


  full of powerful incantations
• Kamikaze


  enough fuel for a one-way

  journey into history

  
• Kamikaze


  fishing boats

  strung out like bunting/ arcing in swathes
• Kamikaze


  my mother never spoke again/nor did she meet his eyes
• Tissue


  This is what could alter things
• Tissue


  place layer over layer, luminous
• Tissue


  and never wish to build again with brick
• The Charge of the Light Brigade

  Forward, the Light Brigade!

  Charge for the guns!