by phillipw | Feb 2, 2020 | AR, FA, FR
Facebook Pages I look at other people’s pages. Post, On post, on post. It is as if folk think (If that’s the word) that out there there’s a host Of hungry eyes so thrilled that they can’t blink Because of all the drivel there displayed To them by...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | AU, FA, SP, TR
Tree Fates When trees begin to pale with hints of bling The first effect seems like a gauze-glove haar, A tailored fitting from the hidden spring Which spins this morning mist, distinct and far Removed from gloom. It corresponds with dawn. Yet...
by phillipw | Dec 12, 2019 | AN, FA, PS
Freudian Slope When angels go insane, what does the Great Physician do? Does He invite them to His soft, silk-covered couch, help them uncrate Their dreams, discuss them, and reveal their true Anxiety? Perhaps He gives warm drugs Injected lovingly...
by phillipw | Dec 12, 2019 | CH, DE, FA, LU, PR
Your Death Will Not Be Love Your death will not be in the order of The alphabet. Destruction comes as planned By God (predestination) from his love, From luck (though thinkers cannot understand That concept), or from nothing more than chance. Extinction doesn’t...
by phillipw | Dec 3, 2019 | FA
Antinoüs What must it be to be remembered for One thing, especially if that is as The friend of someone famous? What a bore To be of finest beauty (all that jazz) But end up just a slur in river mud, Antinoüs the god, yet only in The hollow heart of...
by phillipw | Nov 27, 2019 | DE, FA
A Final, Desperate Hope When I am dead and Johnny Depp has died As well, will we find cuddling in our deaths A sweet replacement on the other side For troubled things, like orgasms and breaths? Do arch Jim Morrison and Oscar Wilde Find...
