by phillipw | Mar 8, 2022 | AM, BI, BR, DE, GA, LO, RU, SE, Uncategorized
Denham Alone Since He Alone was Not Alone– A Foursome of Sonnets Outside and Finally In “A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out all the years.” ~Rupert Brooke Each year he finds a new one he can love. The first (and last) was Denham...
by phillipw | Mar 7, 2022 | BI, BR, CO, KA, RU, SE
Blending Until the centuries come and blur away, Until they come and go like spirits, or Like ghosts, let us, together, come and sway As one, if that be possible. Let each one’s core Become the other’s by a blending of Our souls and...
by phillipw | Mar 7, 2022 | BE, BI, BR, MA, RU, SC, ST
Big Boy Hunk The Big Boy Hunk that isn’t Rupert Brooke On Skyros is just too, too like the false, False images built up around him, like a crook Has pulled a dirty trick but wants to waltz With you, no matter what. The Big Boy Hunk Stands towering...
by phillipw | Feb 21, 2022 | BI
White Notes on Black No matter how you, blackbird, sing, the night Will come. The flow of beauty from your beak, Like fluid as if streaming from the height Of hillsides or from mountain’s midday peak, Will not give pause to coming of the dark. No...
by phillipw | Jan 10, 2022 | BI, PE, RO
The Spirit of the Peony is Spring The spirit of the peony is spring. The summer finds itself inside the rose. In May the petals, red and pink, both sing A colored fugue in fragrant ratios. The garden birds have gathered. Great tits leap As through the grandest...
by phillipw | Dec 13, 2021 | BI, DI, JU
Primordial Beaks Before Our Daybreak The songbirds hop among the flowers, upon The ground, and on the branches of the trees And branchings of the roses. In dark dawn They wake to turn their heads and search through breeze And whispering sunrise for their early...
