Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

Liberty Greets Tyranny

  
	         Ere the morning dew rises through 
                    stems of sleepy flowers
                 Peter Sellers mounts his comely steed
                     heads for the red and white tower

                 Relief for the night watch he provides
                      all these years, where no one’s died
                 or even been injured in the slightest  

                  Tonight though Peter has a premonition
                        Clouds are circling, winds howling 
                        Birds twitter in mass confusion
                        The sky crackles ~ truth or illusion

                   He hearkens back to Ancient Rome
                         when Ides of March
                         upended the great Caesar
                             Would those of August today eliminate him?

                    Sellers sallied forth, insecurely secured in the saddle
                          when his steed suddenly bolted
                          far into the woods where he could be free
                          from the tyranny of waiting for a ship to drown
                                                  since 1963

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Pascal Borg August 21, 2026 at 12:00 PM Peter Sellers, some put him as the greatest comedian of all, certainly in my books. Nothing strange about his premonition. Like Caesar, he died very early in life.

Yann Rolland August 19, 2026 at 3:12 PM quite .interesting, but i missed some reference, Peter Sellers, is he the film maker? enjoyed reading Gershon Wolf August 19, 2026 at 7:46 PM Yes. Peter Sellers is the filmmaker and, more importantly, the comic actor par excellence. My opinion is that he was the greatest comic actor of the second half of the 20th century --- more than just 'edging out' Robin Williams. Sellers is/was a legend. ~ gw

Alison A Smith August 19, 2026 at 3:46 AM The abrupt shift from structured, historical anxiety to the chaotic freedom of a runaway horse makes for a brilliant ending. It asks us to consider whether our own daily routines are a form of self-imposed tyranny. Gershon Wolf August 19, 2026 at 7:32 PM You are right, Alison... Yet there is only so much anyone can do to liberate him/herself from some kind of routinized approach to life. When chaotic free-flowing dominates a person's life, he/she usually goes bonkers, it seems to me. ~ just sayin'

Sotto Poet August 19, 2026 at 2:29 AM Gershon, I believe you have crafted an exceptional poem not accessible to anyone. This intriguing poem has a dreamlike quality and weaves history with imagination creatively. It tells the story of Peter Sellers on an unusual journey, with hints of mystery and foreboding elements like premonitions and nature reacting unexpectedly. The imagery used, such as "morning dew" and "circling clouds," adds to the atmosphere, while historical references like "the Ides of March" provide depth and intrigue. Gershon Wolf August 19, 2026 at 7:49 PM Wow. Didn't realize that the poem contained so much until I read your rave review --- crafted as carefully as the poem was, if not more so. Thank you so much, Sotto. :) gw