I have two wings
To raise me to the skies.
Withouten these
My soul could never rise.
My shining friends,
All white and gold are ye
Who make my soul
A winged victory.

(C) Lesbia Harford
04/02/2017


Best Poems of Lesbia Harford

• Grotesque
• In The Public Library
• A Meaning Learnt
• A Strike Rhyme
• I Was Sad
• Why Does She Put Me To Many Indignities
• Inventory
• A Deity
• I Hate Work So
• Sometimes I Wish That I Were Helen-fair
• If I Had Six White Horses
• A Blouse Machinist
• Martha
• Street Music
• Emmie, Emmie Adams
• Machinist Talking
• He Has A Fairy Wife
• I Have To Make A Soul For One
• Body And Soul