by phillipw | Nov 14, 2019 | CH, CO, ST
Lost and Found in Whiteness The man gets up and walks away. He heads Away from all the rubble he has wreaked In hearts, inside his son, and in those beds Where he has rutted. His heart and soul have leaked Away their power through holes the tourniquet Required when...
by phillipw | Nov 8, 2019 | CH, DR
Abandoned for Skip on Wisconsin Avenue, N.W. . I met you in a Georgetown street one day Alone among the shopping crowds, we two. We talked as if you had not left us all, Left me and others, wife and Matt, who grew Away in pain. He used to hit his mom So...
by phillipw | Nov 6, 2019 | AD, CH, CL, GI, HE, KI, TE
….. Pubescent Vector Tom’s shoulders—knots of boyishness—were tied By Jahweh when in Baden-Powell mood But move in that white shirt where they must hide (Required by dress-code rule, to make Tom good), So they remain as veiled, as chaste, and...
by phillipw | Nov 5, 2019 | CH, ST
The Missed Lightning Rod I used to look up at that redwood tree Each time I passed it and it made me think Of you. It loomed there like a tall decree That I remember Charles, a giant link Between us two. I never crossed the road To smell it or to feel its...
by phillipw | Nov 5, 2019 | CH, ST
Love. Love? …………………………..“Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds” My grief for you began before God killed You, long before you died. I grieved for you When you went off...
by phillipw | Nov 5, 2019 | CH, ST
Chuck’s Acer Bursts to Final Oxblood Life So bare all winter, now the little tree Is bursting out towards rich red truth. The leaves Evince a burgundy of promise, free Of lack. Though still too pale each one perceives Its destiny more clearly than...
