#AtoZChallenge ‘K’ #NationalPoetryMonth ‘Kiss’ #NPM17 #amwriting #poem

This year to celebrate National Poetry Month and to take part in the April A-Z Blogging Challenge, I’ll be posting two poems a day, one written by me and another poem written by one of my favourite poets. The title or first word of both poems will begin with the corresponding letter in the Blogging Challenge.

Today I offer you a brutal war poem by Siegfried Sassoon, The Kiss,  and a sensual love poem by Luccia Gray, Kiss Me




To these I turn, in these I trust—

Brother Lead and Sister Steel.

To his blind power I make appeal,

I guard her beauty clean from rust.


He spins and burns and loves the air,

And splits a skull to win my praise;

But up the nobly marching days

She glitters naked, cold and fair.


Sweet Sister, grant your soldier this:

That in good fury he may feel

The body where he sets his heel

Quail from your downward darting kiss.

(c) The Fitzwilliam Museum; Supplied by The Public Catalogue Foundation. Siegfried Sassoon by Glyn Warren Philpot 1917

Sassoon said this poem was inspired by a lecture on the use of the bayonet in which the lecturer, compared the bullet and bayonet to a brother and sister. The sister/bayonet’s penetration is disturbingly compared to a fatal kiss.

Siegfried Sassoon (1886 – 1967) was an English poet, writer, and soldier. Decorated for bravery on the Western Front, he became one of the leading poets of the First World War, describing the horrors of the trenches.


From a devastating war poem, to a sensual poem by Luccia Gray, Kiss me.

Kiss Me

Soft, supple lips,

Kiss me.

Breath, life, lips,

Kiss me.

Warm, moist lips,

Kiss me.

Arms, legs, lips,

Kiss me.

Breathless, panting lips,

Kiss me.

Release, ecstasy, lips,

Kiss me.

Rest, sleep, lips,

Kiss me.


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Writer, blogger, teacher, reader and lover of words wherever they are. Author of The Eyre Hall Trilogy, the breathtaking sequel to Jane Eyre. Luccia lives in sunny Spain, but her heart's in Victorian London.

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