by phillipw | Nov 26, 2019 | PH
Exposure A young man’s face half-hidden from the lens (By black hat, shadow or the hang of head Like guilt) commands my eyes in some slick “men’s” Designer/fashion magazine. I shed Clichés as macho scales desert my eyes; I...
by phillipw | Nov 26, 2019 | PE
Accessories to the Crime Our hopes are chains around us we have locked. Reality sits just beyond our reach Because our daydreams find that they are shocked By facts. We learn too late that we can’t breach The stainless links of optimism shaped By dreams. We’re...
by phillipw | Nov 25, 2019 | BR, TI
Florida Today, because the air appears to blaze, I saw my brothers in the light of suns So bright that decades cannot dim their days. We played our games of brag and guns, Of pirate treasures gold like suntanned boys, Of daydreams live in afternoons so...
by phillipw | Nov 25, 2019 | CR
The Uncut Version A rodent with a nut tucked in its cheek Displays the bulge, a greedy fur balloon, A swelling larger than its head. The beak Of pelican expands. The whole lagoon Is gulped to swill small fish. In fact, it’s hard To think of an example in this...
by phillipw | Nov 25, 2019 | AS
Chaos Theory You cannot see Medusa in the dawn. There has to be a certain darkness for That nebula, part of the antiphon Of Gemini, to raise its purple tenor Curls, twists, to start to sing its melody Made up of misty tresses, pulsing light, A song first...
