by phillipw | Mar 9, 2021 | AG, OL
The Alien I woke and saw it there above my bed, A shocking thing to look up to. At first It frightened—did a number on my head. Because of horror films, it wasn’t worst Of those I’ve seen, but, hey, it loomed obscene There, almost scaly, dried out...
by phillipw | Mar 9, 2021 | DE
Moonbeams “Slowly, silently, now the moon” ~ “Silver” by Walter de la Mare Our night the moon sends has a searching glow. The moon, unknowing, hangs its palest light Across our sphere but only we can know How violent the men are here who fight...
by phillipw | Mar 9, 2021 | EL, ME, SE, SU, Uncategorized
Who Needs the Islamic State? Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Severed heads: The green and orange Elysia marginata sea slug is capable of decapitating itself when its body becomes infected with...
by phillipw | Mar 9, 2021 | BE, UN
Pierrot and Columbine The beautiful refuses to be seen To care. It lingers everywhere and waits For love’s attentions. In a morning scene It hovers up above us and dictates The terms of our devotion. Beauty does not Concern itself with worship. Every praise...
by phillipw | Mar 7, 2021 | DE
Last Wrongs Our fathers come and go, our mothers with Them. Like the snowflakes one October hour That melts them callous as the Trojan myth, Like raindrops on a desert cactus flower That drops them to the sand, our parents go. Our smaller towns and...
