by phillipw | Oct 18, 2021 | BR, LO, MA, ME, RU, WO
Rupert Wanted Surrender “Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate. Love sells the proud heart’s citadel to fate.”~ Rupert Brooke Would women be as likely as a man To write such sentiments, to think of love As breaching walled in strength, as Æthelstan...
by phillipw | Oct 17, 2021 | LO, OB, RO, UN
Unrequited Love in Men “All the little emptiness of love!” ~ Rupert Brooke Gigantic love alone is one small space Inside the mind and guts of just one guy. It’s like a complicated interface, But tiny, ganglia trapped in a sky Of bruise enormous in its hurt...
by phillipw | Oct 11, 2021 | DA, DO, ET, SA
“Something Evermore to Be” Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Yes, something evermore to be awaits, Or we await it. It is promise or Recurring prophecy. Sublimest gates Are opening. This truth is at the...
by phillipw | Oct 7, 2021 | CR
Silence in the Southern Hills The words forget reality as soon As they begin to form somewhere inside The brain. They start as thought that changes noon To mist, or weddings with a kidnapped bride. The words replace what they would leap to do. They grasp at...
by phillipw | Oct 5, 2021 | CO
He Once Had Coffee in a Little Container in Havana that Was so Thick a Spoon Might Have Stood Upright in the Cup Black coffee is delectable if you Can torture it enough. Add something sweet To start with. Then add more. Then add a slew Of it, perhaps in several...
