by phillipw | Feb 23, 2020 | VE
Serenissima as Glass-like Glory A vision made of stone and windows, waves, Reflections from their surfaces that touch The walls and panes, a patterning which saves The buildings from becoming just a clutch Of chaos, turning them to reverie And daydream,...
by phillipw | Feb 23, 2020 | LO, ST, Uncategorized
Love is not a Weekend of Tourism Looking at Statues in Paris This love is like a marble statue in Warm standing form. Ferrara marble carved In noontime, and as free from dark stained sin As if the shadows with it have been starved Of wickedness, presents its...
by phillipw | Feb 23, 2020 | MA
Anger I hear a voice, a male one, coming through The trees. Excited like a trumpet but A deeper tone, its beauty like a blue And gold cock pheasant with a macho strut, The noise brings fierceness to my ears. I lean Towards it hoping I will hear its...
by phillipw | Feb 23, 2020 | MO
God is Night-time Darkness “The garden needs planting but moonlight has arrested the heavens” ~ Jaime Mathis “the darkness and the light are both alike in thee” ~ Psalm 139:12 I always dreamed that I would build a Moon Garden — and then, when...
by phillipw | Feb 21, 2020 | CH, ST
Numb Agony No burial happened. You are gone, Though. I have now forgotten you except When circumstance coerces. A black swan Comes floating charred from Purgatory, swept Up mercilessly by a memory Long suppressed, until a casual chance Aroma...
