by phillipw | Oct 19, 2019 | FR, Uncategorized
Loss of Lover A tragedy that might have been imposed On me would be if I were born to speak In French. In that case I would be exposed To meanings and I’d hear how bland and weak Its words are. That would be disaster of The first degree for then I’d have...
by phillipw | Oct 17, 2019 | FR, ST
Tutti Do not just speak. Be what you want to say. Make living out your life your message as You sing along with others. Every day Is meant to be a holy one that’s made of jazz And other happy tunes or sad ones when That inspiration comes. Keep ear...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | FR
Moonlight on the Lamentation Beloved, loving John in pink is stretched Beyond the women and the men, his gold Love’s crescent brighter than them all and etched Against dark cliffside blue. Grief uncontrolled Coerces him to thrust his unstabbed palms...
by phillipw | Oct 14, 2019 | CH, FR, ST, TR
Lament for a Tree Surgeon .. I dip my heart in elegy and write, A pen held firmly by the hand of grief. Encyclopedic is the size and height Of this my undertaking. Turn a leaf Of it forever and my sorrow will Have just begun. A hundred trillion trees Can fall to...
by phillipw | Oct 14, 2019 | AC, FR, MO
Achilles Named Prophetically One writer has proposed his name must mean The “lipless” one. How strange. Or is that weird? Despite Homeric speeches there’s not been A record of his words. His nascent beard Is what we can infer beneath his nose. The rest is...
by phillipw | Oct 4, 2019 | FR, LO
Mt. Rainier and Companionship I lie, a lake beneath your mountain range, Beneath your Cascades peaks and steepest sides. I brood and find the highest heavens strange Except that they bend down and stir up tides Because you touch them with rock beauty. Your Crests...
