by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | CR, TR
I Saw the Cricket Ground I saw the cricket ground in evening light, In Windsor light with calm men moving through The evening air and dressed in cricket white. Long centuries are contained beneath the blue Of evening sky which folds the chestnut blooms In its...
by phillipw | Oct 10, 2019 | CR, MI
Golden Miami Viewed at Night from the International Space Station Before Jehovah’s breath commanded light, The dark ruled absolute in every place Except where God enjoyed his perfect might, Perhaps. There was no nighttime there. God’s face Was altogether...
by phillipw | Oct 6, 2019 | CH, CR, MA, ST
He Never Came to Travel in the Coach Past Regal Fields with Me ‘A chain was provided to bind him to the stake, and after it had tightly encircled him, fire was put to the fuel, and the flames began soon to ascend. Then were the glorious sentiments of the martyr made...
by phillipw | Sep 24, 2019 | CR, GO
Slew Across the universe the only straight Component is the hasty one, the light God spoke, that first thing that obeyed the weight Of his commands. Jehovah found it slight, Though, boring—or it seems he did because He never made another item in...
by phillipw | Aug 19, 2019 | CR
The April Crabapple Blossoming Outside the Library at Southern Missionary College A vision of eternity in white And pink (a promise of more white to come) Rose up above me. Till I saw that sight, Jehovah was a dose of tedium And heaven full of boring Bible mist....
by phillipw | Jul 2, 2019 | CR
Crepe Myrtle Armory A pink of seriousness, of solemn frills, Is roasting in the tropic sun. A breeze From hottest sultriness and languor spills Across the flowers and leaves. They are at ease Though. This is what God made them for and so They flourish in their...
