by phillipw | May 7, 2020 | BO, DR, JO, LA, PA, PH, WE, WH, WI
Recurring, Not Forgotten Florida Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The childhood cosmos that returns in dreams Is full of butter suns, smooth, yellow, bright. The light is not like melting candy creams...
by phillipw | Apr 28, 2020 | DR, HI
Lingering Puzzles .. We puzzle out the meaning of meshed lines. We tease out riddles, reading like a sleuth. The Druids hid by keeping sacred signs Unwritten in a code that held their truth Inviolate. The spoken-only breath Of teachings, once the voices that...
by phillipw | Mar 26, 2020 | DR, NI
Radical A dream is a reality as true As daylight drenching, scorching skin on face And throat. A dream is fact, an ultra blue As seen through telescopic sin and grace, A denseness like Magritte’s and Dali’s dreams If they were dire blue diamonds in a...
by phillipw | Mar 18, 2020 | DR, NI, SU
Subconscious The deepest part of memory is a trench, The black of seabed wound. The strangest part Is not the darkness or the tides that wrench The conscious mind. No. Claws and teeth that smart The brain convulsively come up to bite Or tear at us in...
by phillipw | Mar 17, 2020 | DR, NI, SU
Night Brain In dreams impossibilities are rife. A human haunts us with his eyes, both closed And open, both at once. A faithful wife We left for fling and fun is there transposed To be our mother too. The man who raped Us as a child is kindly in abuse...
by phillipw | Mar 5, 2020 | DR
Depths of Everlasting Springs Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem [This sonnet was written on St. Valentine’s Day, 2017, and finished the next day.] Love, life, and death—these seem the deepest...
