by phillipw | Dec 29, 2019 | DR, TE, WI
Becoming: Waking Up in the Thwarted Rêve …………………. …………..See the gif at https://imgur.com/gallery/c0yTUmw When Tennessee became my age, his brain Began to dream in color. Up till then The...
by phillipw | Dec 27, 2019 | FR, WI
Oh, Fill my Veins with Sap of Curs! …..“and filleth with the blood of weeds” Oh, fill my veins with sap of curs! Distend My arteries with basest urges. Bloat My heart with commonest of strengths and send From it the humble lusts of ram and goat, Those fed on...
by phillipw | Dec 27, 2019 | AU
Morning After Rains They plant their roots for firmness in the earth. They do not think of death but plan for pods And seeds. Their blueprints are for birth. They have a strong disdain for lightning rods, For what is living for except for heights? They...
by phillipw | Dec 27, 2019 | NI
Helen and Cousin David Can you recall when “party” didn’t mean Cocaine and booze and sex? When what it meant Was frilly frocks, and hitting red and green Piñatas with giddy sticks, when kids bent Near double, giggle-screaming, over “pin The tail”? Can you...
by phillipw | Dec 27, 2019 | AR, PA, RI, VE
Sex, Drugs, and Roses It seems at least a possibility That spoiled, soiled brats might just have feelings, too. They’d have the usual ones, hostility And sulking, and that adolescent brew Of self-regard, fragility, and rage. But maybe Rimbaud had...
