by phillipw | Dec 12, 2022 | Uncategorized
Pulsating Between the regions of the questions asked And answers given, or not given, lie The deeper thoughts. True seers we have tasked Speak silently, unknown or known. We ply Them like a medium who calls the dead. A shadow has no substance...
by phillipw | Dec 12, 2022 | BR, FL, OR
Marmalade Scent is Missing The orange sunset seen through orange trees Shows Florida as orange, orange, green. The gloss of evergreen these orange tints tease With glints so slight of orange that the scene Defies the eyes to see the orange hints Upon the dark...
by phillipw | Nov 30, 2022 | CH, FA, GI, MA
Marilyn Monroe’s Father, Charles Stanley Gifford Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem He’s obviously an alien. Just look At him and then at her. The evil shows Despite the camera and the way it took Him at...
by phillipw | Nov 30, 2022 | DE, FR, QU, WH
The Verges of Oblivion Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem These ones lie now in death except in scraps Like tombstones, marriage licenses, and birth Certificates. From these no useful maps Can...
by phillipw | Nov 11, 2022 | PE
The tulip’s petals hold a white so pure Perfection cannot show the dew. Each edge, Ideal within its curve, is like a sure White ojee, or a prophet’s sword-like pledge In Amritsar. The tulip’s petals hold A purity geometry of shapes Can only wish...
