by phillipw | Feb 4, 2020 | LO, RO
Perfect Bliss Love brings divinities immortal bliss. Eternity of loving only they Can have as they can live from kiss to kiss In never ending sequence. Groaning, they In pleasure with each lengthy meeting of Their lips, ten thousand eons lingering...
by phillipw | Feb 4, 2020 | PH, PL
Plato’s Path to Enlightenment Serene Ideas are the Truth beyond The things our senses show to us. What we see And smell and taste and touch and hear are fond Impressions but are not the Truth. To free Ourselves from mere impressions, we must break Away, dismissing...
by phillipw | Feb 2, 2020 | PU
True Love For Charles Randall Stanfield “I can never feel certain of any truth but from a clear perception of its Beauty.” ~ John Keats True love is the appreciation of True beauty like a perfect idea, Ideals transparent as jewels above...
by phillipw | Feb 2, 2020 | PH, WH
His Hair [The infant Phillip sleeping under a Florida fan] The air blows just above his brow. Hair lifts And falls like thought inside an angel’s brain While drowsing. Curls like these are gentle gifts From heaven. Silks like these can know no...
by phillipw | Feb 2, 2020 | CH
[This is the Petrarchan sonnet I wrote tonight, Christmas Eve. Hmm. That was in 2012 I started it on the coach ride to the Festival of Nine Lessons and Carols at St. George’s Chapel in Windsor Castle and finished during the organ music preceding the service. ...
