by phillipw | Sep 20, 2019 | HE, HY, LO
Heracles, Hero of Hardness and of Pumping Power Theocritus of Syracuse, Idyll XIII As far as Hylas was concerned, not just The heart of Heracles was bronze. That part The boy controlled because heroic lust Took over certainly was not the heart Of...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | LO
Sandscape Where once you stirred beside me in our bed (Your passion sleeping like a rattlesnake Engorged with flesh), a brittle skin is shed And shines. You sloughed off love as the mistake. Where once a morning light revealed your head Asleep like...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | LO, LU, PA, RO, SE
The Memory of Your Mouth The memory of your mouth still makes a wound Where lips now hollow once were crushed with lust. Your tongue and teeth that savaged like a hound Have left a scar-like gap and taste of rust Where feral kisses set their mark and had Their...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | LO
The Sphere of Love The world of so-called love turns out to be A planet strewn with obstacles that range From seismic rifts (as in my heart) to strange, Cold vanities like boulders cunningly Concealed beneath deceptive clouds of warm Attractiveness. Its plains...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | LO, RO
Far and Near The moon seemed full forever, fixed and set There high above my loneliness the night I went in search of distant love and met You with you heart held up as in a rite, As if an Aztec priest could sacrifice His own wide chest, incise it with...
by phillipw | Sep 17, 2019 | LO, UN
It Was in Primitive Times that Doctors Used to Bleed Patients to Heal Them A message from my ventricle, the left One, filled with fiercely colored blood, you shoved Away. You did it bluntly, nothing deft About it. Brutal, your words were not gloved For mildness. ...
