The Knowledge - December
Last month I wrote a simple poem that I read at the River View....it was a prize poem. It went well with the exception that no-one got the answers right! So this month I wrote a new poem and made it much easier (or so I thought), here it is. The lines in bold are the lines people had to tell me the answer to. So can you tell me who wrote them (and/or from which poem they come)?
There are many poems of value and strength,
There are many lines with wit and wisdom.
Some poems, “near death, see with blinding light.”
Some are like the, “Tyger, Tyger, burning bright.”
Some even have, “Two very different fish.”
Poems can lift your soul,
Or warm your heart better than coal,
Some talk to us of, “The Last Post.”
Some ask a simple question, “Did his father expect to see?”
Some proclaim, “Love is my Sin.”
Poems tell us tales,
They can lift us from mediocrity.
Some poems speak of, “The darkest evening of the year.”
There are poems “To soothe my spirit’s care.”
Some that take us, “Among the mountains by the winter sea.”
Until, finally, we “Set out for Lyonnesse.”