by phillipw | Jul 28, 2019 | LO
Hotmail I still remember writing words of love On notes of vellum-colored paper, rich And stiff as passion, smoother than a glove Of silk so sleek it seemed no tidy stitch Was needed. (What has tidiness to do With steel desire?) I still recall the cards...
by phillipw | Jul 28, 2019 | RE
TRUTH: The Notice Board Was Blank Today, as Blank as Death I passed again that notice board today, The one displaying clever Christian quips That used to make me want to write and say Some wise or wry things on the holy tips Imparted in that space. I would have sent...
by phillipw | Jul 25, 2019 | Uncategorized
“Seriousness is the only refuge of the shallow.” ~ Oscar Wilde Philosophers, if they obey the creed Of Socrates, may concentrate upon The archaeology of primal need Where it is buried, waiting to be drawn Out from the depths below the conscious mind. They should not...
by phillipw | Jul 25, 2019 | LO
Sonnet for the Morning of St. Valentine’s Day If I were dying, I would say to you, “My heart will soon be dead but what you need To know is that — no matter what — all through The cosmos one recurring, mystic creed Is whispered. It is far too mute to be...
by phillipw | Jul 25, 2019 | LO
Delayed Delivery Consider then the time it takes for love To reach you. He composes poetry To post to you, a poetry above The usual expressions, burgundy In touching, whiter than a whisper from His soul, and sweeter than vanilla on Your tongue, desired...
