by phillipw | Nov 23, 2021 | BE, MA
A Poem from Glossolalia: Men and Angels “Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.” I Corinthians 13:1 Agreeable and thoughtful, is that quite Enough? No, not if he is...
by phillipw | Nov 22, 2021 | EV, GA, PH, SE
Early Polling of Intentions Who wouldn’t want it if a giant snake Proposed deep mouthfuls that you thought were out Of reach? The woman’s throat began to shake. The woman’s heart fled fast from fussy doubt. She knew she wanted all he offered up. He...
by phillipw | Nov 22, 2021 | FU, SE
Large Luxuries like a King Cobra in His White Sheets Not yachts or mansions in the Highlands. No. Real luxuries rise best in drowse of dreams Or waking dreams. We move our hands down low To rest them on the manliness. It teams With utterness but wakes...
by phillipw | Nov 22, 2021 | AN, FR, MA, PR
Straight Road Willows Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The friend has gone along the long straight road With willows all along on left and right. Their greenness does not...
by phillipw | Nov 21, 2021 | TE
The Caressing Professor One teacher, sweeter than the rest, was sweet Unlike buzzed honey in the scriptures he Upheld. His classroom tricks were like a suite Of tools abjured by other teachers. He could see His way around a stupid answer given by A...
