by phillipw | Apr 15, 2026 | BL, PR, SI, SK, SO
Remember. Singing Goes on at Funerals. At day-break the song Of the skylark is ringing In the midst of rain. ~ Issa [Englished by Phillip Whidden The skylark chooses song despite the rain. The lark is dreaming of the sky when night And rain surround him. He refuses...
by phillipw | Apr 11, 2026 | BL, MO, PA
Perfume of Mockingbird Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A sadness hovers in the fact that things, Not just a few but many, have no voice. A tree however lovely never sings. It never speaks in sonnets to...
by phillipw | Apr 6, 2026 | BL
An Excellent Critic The author criticizes poetry, Strict haiku lines, and sonnets, such like things. He does not write about crap floetry Because he has some taste. He writes with wings About the words that take to wing and fly But most importantly his mindful prose...
by phillipw | Apr 2, 2026 | BL, Uncategorized
Beauteous Blue Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If butterflies could fly above the grasp Of Earth, beyond the blue of sky, if they And moths could soar above an angel’s gasp; If sun and moon and...
by phillipw | Mar 25, 2026 | BL, MI, RO, Uncategorized, VA
Deflated and Drained as if by Undead Fangs Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem My blood not red now flows like white streams through My veins, my arteries, capillaries And heart. I do not have a heart to sue...
by phillipw | Mar 21, 2026 | BI, BL, FR, LO, MA, RO
Blended Blood Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I want your blood inside my heart. I want My blood inside your auricles, your Enlarging ventricles. I want to haunt Them all with scarlet love. I want...
