by phillipw | Apr 5, 2023 | BU, FL, LO, RE
Incapable Beauty The best thing that the poet pointed out Is that wise roses never know that all Are shriveling, young. The flowers never pout In sympathy with us. They never brawl With gods for us, to spare us from some fate We do not know awaits us. ...
by phillipw | Jan 5, 2023 | BU, FL, PH, RE
Sacred and Profane Buddhas The meaning of the Buddha is in all Things, not just sacred lotuses or trees Saints sit beneath. Secular flies let fall Their droppings on the painted frieze Brushed onto white rice paper on a screen, Or watercolor painted on...
by phillipw | Feb 22, 2022 | BU, HA, UN
The Subatomic and the Infinite A trout swims beneath. Clouds moves upon the surface And above the stream. The perfect haikus, if such things exist, Involve minutiae of life; not just Those, though. Embracing clarity and mist The lines take in the astral, far the...
by phillipw | Feb 18, 2022 | BU, CO, EN, SA
Satori Glory Despite Gray Feathers Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem My childhood home where The face of the little snail Was like the Buddha’s own. ~ Issa My cockatiel named Cocky had a...
by phillipw | Dec 1, 2021 | BU, CO
Green Cove Springs for Bucky Coggins Green stands for living; no, for life, for all That life can offer, far beyond what minds Can dream of. Green is like the cosmic caul Of birthing. Green is more than that. It winds Behind and through the brimming universe. A...
by phillipw | Oct 3, 2021 | BU, FA, LE
Symmetry in Asymmetry The fawn Shakes off the butterfly And sleeps again. ~ Issa A sacred symmetry descends upon The drowsiness of spots, haphazard white, Set out on red brown pelt. The sleeping fawn Is wakened by the...
