by phillipw | Aug 29, 2020 | AT, RE, UN
Cleaving Like iron filings you were trapped against My heart. It drew you to its outer flesh And tried to suck you inward. You were fenced: Your dark male filings harshly made a mesh, A metal net to hold off my desire. It turns out softened, hardened...
by phillipw | Aug 25, 2020 | LI
The Humility of Lichen The little things we never think of, such As lichen on black rocks in forests we Have never seen—New Zealand stones—a Dutch Man wearing wide-legged woollen trousers he Pulled on that morning with his jacket for His uniform, or white, white,...
by phillipw | Aug 25, 2020 | BE, Ho, PO
In a Florida Beeyard Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The lightest, powered gold is carried by The bees. They do not think of it as gold. They do not think of it as light. They fly Through beauty’s...
by phillipw | Aug 23, 2020 | FE, HE, ME, SE, ST, WO
How Men Feel about Women Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We feel that they are hostesses. That’s best. That’s how they are at best. They have long hair (At best) but short will do. We like the...
by phillipw | Aug 23, 2020 | GA, Ho, MA
Tom He has a crippled collar bone. By self Report he’s had a crippled soul. Tom looks Like blondness from the realm of manly elf And sturdy wizards. But he’s had the hooks Of beautiful young men that pierce his chest, The one beneath that...
