by phillipw | Jan 6, 2020 | AS, ST
The Life of Stars Stars lives are always long, slow deaths. They die And live by burning. Furnace-like, their cores Consist of catastrophic heat. They fry The elements just like inquisitions Turned crazies into saints. Crushed hydrogen Produces helium. ...
by phillipw | Jan 6, 2020 | AS, AS, GO
I John 1:5 A damask tablecloth embraced by light From candelabra, and a Christmas tree Awake with twinkling, and Diwali night Are tempting us to think that light means glee. John’s God is light but too much brilliance blights: When Moses climbed the...
by phillipw | Nov 25, 2019 | AS
Chaos Theory You cannot see Medusa in the dawn. There has to be a certain darkness for That nebula, part of the antiphon Of Gemini, to raise its purple tenor Curls, twists, to start to sing its melody Made up of misty tresses, pulsing light, A song first...
by phillipw | Sep 15, 2019 | AS, Uncategorized
[Some readers might find this sonnet offensive. If you are easily offended, please do not read it.] Asshole, The An adolescent man who has the plague Inside his veins keeps sacred mystery Among his heartbeats. No hints, clear or vague, Will say he’ll give his...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2018 | AS
SOCIAL MEDIA: Ascension Let go. Let go the laptop and that phone, The iPad and the Instagram that bangs Away. Turn off the Twitter storm. Dethrone Technology and screens. Those Facebook fangs Are in you, worrying your mental throat Like some sophisticated pack of...