by phillipw | Mar 3, 2026 | AD, CA, EL, LO, LU, OL, RO
Elio in the Gaze of Oliver Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem How slim his shoulders since he has not filled To manhood yet, or even started there Except inside his heart with secrets thrilled That only...
by phillipw | Sep 15, 2025 | EL, SA, WH
The Scuttlebutt Door Prophecy Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem At least Saint Ellen only held a book Aloft, impossibly, and didn’t claim To feel her total quaking body shook By angel penetrations. In this...
by phillipw | Jun 16, 2025 | BR, EL, RO, T, Uncategorized
“gentle shock of mild surprise” ~ Thomas De Quincey A piece of writing that delivers mild Enjoyment must appeal to some like those Who study T. S. Eliot. A wild Container holding gooseberry jam glows For some, though palely, I suppose. A taste Can be developed for ....
by phillipw | Feb 16, 2025 | DO, EL, MU, TR
DemocKKKracy X the Anagram of Evil When priests ignore the meaning of the rite, When God forgets the meaning of the knife That slits the throat and brings on endless night, The humans left behind in clueless strife Continue with the ritual, so bound They are to...
by phillipw | Feb 9, 2025 | EL, WH
God’s Intervention Like a Hurled Rock “the blueness of wounds” Those unbelieving eyes of snow surround Her. Iciness like heat’s waves travels through Her hammered brain cells like the echoed sound Of God’s creation, banging, leaving blue Its bruises in the jelly of...
by phillipw | Jun 13, 2024 | EL, PR, RE
No Need to Lament Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Since fire is always chaste, we do not need To know its secret. Smoke is not its soul. Its soul is more a blue and yellow steed That rages...
