Yikes! Poetry Too?
Although best known as a songwriter and lyricist, Tom is also a poet whose work has appeared in The Fiddlehead, Descant and several other poetry magazines. This page will feature some of his poems, old and new.
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A Whitehorse Raven If I could be any bird, I’d be a Whitehorse raven, blessed with the heft of a hen, yet sleek when airborne playful as a human child, or sometimes ominous a portent of prophecy a black, dancing gracenote in the spare-boned symphony of sky. If I could be any bird, I’d be a Whitehorse raven, ruffling yet unruffled, shrugging off cold so deep it cracks the plastic parts of cars battling other birds for broken meats stuck to the sidewalk cocking at passersby an ancient, impertinent eye. © Tom Lips, January 2020
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AuthorI began writing something approximating verse when I was 11 years old, and I am still learning. Poetry, good or bad, arises from observation, experience, and the sheer love of playing with language. Archives
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