by phillipw | Apr 2, 2020 | CH, UN
And Tufted Tail and Swirled Upward Groove in Single Horn I find it harder and harder every day to live up to my blue china. ~ Oscar Wilde I have a perfect little china cup, Just one. Its shape is perfect like the waist Of Scarlett’s dress when she is all cinched...
by phillipw | Mar 21, 2020 | CH, ST
He Actually Had a Beautiful, Twirly Handlebar Moustache The picture printed on his funeral sheet Is almost nothing like the man. He wears A coat and tie. They make him look as neat As some square ’50s guy who never swears And never even smokes tobacco, much Less...
by phillipw | Mar 10, 2020 | CH, ST
Above, the Ruthlessness, Below Churned up Shenandoah My friend has travelled to another sphere, A universe as unified as God In green Jehovah’s Witness Bibles. Fear Is absent there, but so is love, that odd Thing in the cosmos. I am left behind Like young Elisha on...
by phillipw | Mar 10, 2020 | CH, ST
The Day that Never Came My Charles is not here. The wind moves through The sun-struck wheat, but Charles is not there. The early springtime trees beneath the blue Skies Windsor offers hold out their still bare Tree limbs. I often daydreamed I would show These...
by phillipw | Mar 9, 2020 | AS, BU, CH, JE, SA
Petaled Salvation An emperor or any man must grope His mumbling way if he would go as pure As Buddha or as Christ. The slightest hope Is offered. Jesus holds out just one sure Path forward into holiness. “Go sell All, all you have and give it to the...
by phillipw | Mar 5, 2020 | CH, DO, TR
Twittering among Bare Branches: No Cherry Blossoms along the Tidal Basin “Where have all the flowers gone?” There once were flowers. They came up as bright To nose and eye as if an angel bowed Above them giving off a fragrant...
