by phillipw | Apr 25, 2026 | EY, FA
Eyas Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The falcon fledgling shows its joy in all The feathers of its wings. This infant bliss Rides in its full felt power, though fretting small The...
by phillipw | Apr 25, 2026 | SE
Upon Their Foreheads Darkest Perfect Azure Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The seraphim have wings of silk and blue, Of blue with gilded dust. Each seraph bends Its wings around itself. A light shines...
by phillipw | Apr 25, 2026 | BL, CA, EU
The Escaping Sickly Pet Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I walk about unseeing. Mistress feeds Me mushy food and munchy food. I taste Them both and do not see them. All my needs She notices, she thinks...
by phillipw | Apr 24, 2026 | MA, PA, RO
The Moth for the Testosterone Star Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem One truth that adolescence taught you hard Is loving is far better than the love You get. Both tall and sharper than the Shard In...
by phillipw | Apr 24, 2026 | HA, HE, MI
The Brevity of Erato’s Emotions Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Imagination’s sea has haar upon It. If the sun is setting, then a red Embraces mist, yet if the sun in dawn Is wooing haze, then varied...
by phillipw | Apr 24, 2026 | Uncategorized
Tank Tops and Less Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem For Raymond Pike Orlando’s sun treads down upon the park, Eola, with its oddity, the spray Of water on a fountain (in the dark Effective but redundant in...
by phillipw | Apr 23, 2026 | AV, BI, MI
Long Departures to the Unknown For thousands and for thousands of our years The birds have flown away and flown above Us men and boys. We don’t drop down our tears To see those flights. Since, quite innocent of Our guilt, the birds abandon us for climes More...
by phillipw | Apr 23, 2026 | BR, DO, PH, Uncategorized, WH
Donald Anthony Whidden and Twenty-six Thousand Days Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The beach of long ago has gone. Long gone The sand and lacy waves are gone because Of life and death. This photo from...
