by phillipw | Dec 1, 2025 | AB, LO, Uncategorized, YA
Fighting not to Answer My WhatsApp Messages Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A dribble of slight WhatsApps has become What we can manage. That is quite enough For you. That trickle is the final sum Of...
by phillipw | Mar 12, 2025 | AB, GA, RO, Uncategorized, YA
In Romeo’s Ghost’s Clutch I slept in you without your knowledge. You Were sleeping in my arms and I slept in Your brain and yet because my eyes are blue Your mind did not hold on to me. No sin Arose, at least not in your sleeping soul. I cannot promise...
by phillipw | Feb 7, 2020 | AB
An Extreme Diet I eat from saucers since I live alone. Life’s portions do not need a dinner plate When love is gone. God gives a stone And not a loaf, unless the bread has hate As butter—or, at best, indifference. Small Cups made to fit a doll’s house...
by phillipw | Jan 26, 2020 | AB
Force If only we could read the Absolutes As clear as Plato’s, diamond sheen on The streets of Heaven, clearest eyed recruits To Hitler’s Youth, and Zarathrustra’s dawn, Then we could be the prophets of all time, And times beyond it,...
by phillipw | Jan 22, 2020 | AB, RI, VE
I Do not Think the Boy I do not think the boy will ever leave me, But if he does, I’ll sleepwalk through the rest Of time with Holy God’s dark rosary In hand and fumble beads to make the best Of days and nights and years and decades lost To...
by phillipw | Jan 5, 2020 | AB
Viagra I want to be an abacá plant, not Because the carnal flower is lovely with Its central petals clasped there in the hot, Damp air to form a crushed white velvet pith As elegant as lychee flesh, nor yet Because this sexy glans is lacily...
