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The Love That Dare Not Speak Its Name

Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wilde with ‘Bosie’ Lord Alfred was utterly beguiled Falling from grace by the public defiled Two years hard labour for playwright Oscar Wilde A former shadow of himself in Reading gaol he languished Penning 'De Profundis' for 'Bosie' Lord Alfred Douglas Oscar now a broken man his life would never be the same incarcerated for the love that dare not speak its name (penned after watching a brilliant theatrical portrayal of The Trials of Oscar Wilde) Written 11th April 2019 Contest: APRIL 2019 PREMIER 3, ANY FORM, ANY THEME, UPTO A MAX OF 8(EIGHT) LINES Sponsor: Brian Strand

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 4/27/2019 2:38:00 AM

I am thinking that your poetry is out-doing yourself, Ann. You are getting better and better and better, and this may be your best one yet.

Ann Gilmour
Date: 4/27/2019 11:37:00 AM

Gosh what a compliment Caren, I really do appreciate your comments and thank you! I am a massive fan of Oscar Wilde. With kindest thoughts Ann xx

Tom Cunningham

Date: 4/11/2019 3:24:00 PM

Interesting verse Ann, today nobody would bat an eyelid, you're right though, sign of the times. Tom

Ann Gilmour
Date: 4/11/2019 4:37:00 PM

Thanks for visiting Tom, that is so true. I saw the production yesterday, co written with Wilde's grandson Merlin Holland, using where possible the original words spoken in court, as we the audience witnessed the demise of a genius before our eyes! The production was performed in the iconic Music Room at the Royal Pavilion, Brighton, where in the very same room Wilde had given two lectures early on in his career. As you can see I am an avid fan! Kindest thoughts Ann xx