by phillipw | Apr 1, 2020 | WH, WO
Woodrow Wilson Whidden, Senior My father did not smell of manly sweat. He smelled of loyalty. He smelled of faith And dedication. His idea of debt Was what he owed to family, wife, love, faith, And sons. An elder in a tiny church, He sat behind the pastor; did not...
by phillipw | Apr 1, 2020 | BE, MI
Like Shalimar by Guerlain Beauty is the wonder. The truth is there For all to see, touch, hear, or taste, or smell. The skin on young ones and their curly hair, The sound of clearest singing of a bell On Easter, each is wondrous miracle Enough. The tastes on tongue...
by phillipw | Apr 1, 2020 | VA
When Juan is Dressed in his Best Outfits When Juan is dressed in his best outfits, he Is like soap opera stuff in a deluxe Gift wrapping, like a flame vine covered tree All brilliant orange and green, or like Starbucks Tricked out as Tiffany’s. He might not wash As...
by phillipw | Apr 1, 2020 | LO, RO
Air Perfumed with Smouldering Frankincense Comes Ashore Antony and Cleopatra, Act II, Scene II The way that Paris floats around inside The heart and levitates around my mind, The way gold-trimmed, though black, gondolas glide So near my lungs and try...
