by phillipw | Mar 24, 2022 | AN, MO, OL
Uhtceare . . . . .l He lies awake and not, awake but not In decent consciousness, more nightmarish His bed. He feels entrapped inside a slot Of evils, waking worries, angst, garish In coldest heat. This looms, sorrow before The dawn, in darkness...
by phillipw | Mar 15, 2022 | AN, BR, DE, GA, RU, SE
Stranger and Not Stranger “Youth is stranger than fiction.” ~ Rupert Brooke The two re-met two nights. Young Brooke was known To be opposed to what they were about To do. The other had been nursing overblown Emotions for the poet, years. A stout...
by phillipw | Mar 7, 2022 | AN, BR, DE, GA, RU
But What is Man’s Nature? The poet’s lofty principle about The buggering of boys’ butts was plain. When physical with guys, his only shout Was, “Follow nature.” Poets should refrain From filling holes not meant for making kids. A woman’s hairy hole was what...
by phillipw | Feb 6, 2022 | AN, PO
Who Made Gods and Constellations and Our Deaths? Amos 5:8 The poets , long before the writers, made The myths of pregnant moon, and miracles, land With Godzilla quakes, realms of hell-born shade, And ocean, sick divinity, its hand And penis moving everywhere in...
by phillipw | Jan 28, 2022 | AN, HA, ME, PO
Hesitancy Being chased The firefly Hides in the moon. ~ Ryōta When poetry is analyzed too much, It starts to lose its meaning or its force. A haiku clarified with heavy touch Becomes transparent to the mind, of course, But dies inside the heart. The...
by phillipw | Jan 13, 2022 | AN
A Symposium When singers were performing Homer in The ancient past of Greece, they sang to all And sundry. Rhapsodists were out to win The ears of not just kings but even small Men, women too, and maybe even boys And girls. The point of young men...
