somethingdarker | Potential Titles: Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

The fiddle's endless tune - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Dancing Seal"

My heart answering to the call - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "Devil's Edge"

A sudden sail of amber flame - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "Devil's Edge"

Caught no glimmer through the night - Wilfrid Gibson "Flannan Isle"

Climbed the track in single file - Wilfrid Gibson "Flannan Isle"

As though we'd lost all count of time - Wilfrid Gibson "Flannan Isle"

Aware of its cold music - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Gorse"

Mocking echoes of old nursery rhymes - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Gorse"

They too had fasted in the wilderness - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Gorse"

With nothing but the thirsty wind to chew - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Gorse"

Bewildered in a glittering golden maze - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Gorse"

Golden maze of stinging scented fire - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Gorse"

Broken meat for empty bellies - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Hare"

Kindling with a sudden light - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Lilac Tree"

Between the poppies' barren fires - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "Notre Dame de la Belle-Verriere"

With crests of shriller scarlet - Wilfrid Gibson "The Parrots"

Flying out of black cedars - Wilfrid Gibson "The Parrots"

Set my heart replying and jangling - Wilfrid Gibson "The Parrots"

Tumult of red stars exultantly - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "Rupert Brooke"

To the cold constellations dim and high - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "Rupert Brooke"

Until you burned, a flame of ecstasy - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "Rupert Brooke"

Sudden April at my open door - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "Rupert Brooke"

Fresh from the uplands of eternity - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "Rupert Brooke"

Fulfilling even their uttermost desire - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "Rupert Brooke"

Life's red flood in summer revelry - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "Rupert Brooke"

Lethean poppies, shrivelling ashen grey - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "Rupert Brooke"

Delights a little net of words may hold - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "Rupert Brooke"

Beneath the iron bell close-bound - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Slag"

A core of unseen fire - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Slag"

A shower of cinders through the air - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Slag"

And gazed upon the awful glare - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Slag"

Attracted by the crash and flare - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Slag"

Kindled pale with promise - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

In new ecstasy of branching beauty - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

The jostling of glad throngs - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

The red-foamed riot of delirious strife - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

On a night of moon-enchanted tides - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

Weave a pathway for the dawning moon - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

With the cold spell of her enchantments - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

A vaster heaven of unrevealed stars - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

With clear rays kindled - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

Singing of unknown shores and far - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

Too full of bitter memories - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

All the drowning fathoms of the sea - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

Stirs and thrills anew the severing deep - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "William Denis Browne"

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