by phillipw | Mar 11, 2026 | DE, FA
Carnegie Hall of Frozen Ebony Music Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We are still masters of our fate. ~ Winston S. Churchill Our lives meander, not knowing what they Might hear. This situation is not...
by phillipw | Mar 11, 2026 | MO, RO, TO
Blinded Montesquiou The darkness on the tomb of Montesquiou And next to it, abated by the sky Of clouds of white and by the dome of blue, Is emphasized with dirt and algae by It and upon it. Dirtiness is shrill Upon the grave . . . and not to mention weeds Would be...
by phillipw | Mar 11, 2026 | AM, BL, SE, Uncategorized
Azure is Both Silence and Transparent Whisper Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem One blue, ambivalence of color, rhymes With more. The holiest of blues is like A crushed velour, like crushed and ancient...
by phillipw | Mar 10, 2026 | CH, CR, JE, LO
Hearts’ Veins are Colored Blue By the breath of his mouth Blue, azure, all their shining shades show truth. The lightest blue was first of colors from The breath of Christ. That blue was perfect youth Jehovah first imagined in the hum Of heaven’s music. Since that...
by phillipw | Mar 10, 2026 | LO, SA
Reflections and Prisms Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The color blue, the looking glass of mind When it pretends to separate the real From Keats’ ideal, though made from diamonds mined, Is much like...
by phillipw | Mar 9, 2026 | AE, AN, BE, ES, SE
Twenty-four Carat Sapphire-colored Songs If God made angels blue, both blue and gold In wing, blue haired, but lavender in robe, Of course they might look far too sky-blue cold And so in yellow light He might englobe Them, warming them in heaven’s airs. The sea That...
by phillipw | Mar 9, 2026 | Uncategorized
Before the Birth of Azure Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The bluest of the blues cannot be seen But when it can be viewed, it is the gem Invisible inside glass daytime’s screen. It is the midnight blue...
by phillipw | Mar 8, 2026 | BU, CH, FA, HI, IS, JU, OR, PR, RE, TR
The Spider Webs of Fibers Finer than Charmeuse Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We find ourselves between the basest hopes And silliest of fears. When still we find Ourselves despite religions and those...
