by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | FE, MA
Academic 501s With features so refined they almost preach Of sweetness, he requires those whiskers to Proclaim his maleness. Pastel bristles reach Out towards a girliness, though they are true To masculinity in thickness and Conviction. Heaviness of eyelids...
by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | LO, MA
The Largest Composition All will be lyricism when you tell Me of your love. A rich sonority Will sing its way through words, and chords will swell In rhythms and in rhymes. Authority Will dwell forever in the patterns of Those highest forms of art combined with...
by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | MA
All Too Short a Date The tree began its disappearing act Late yesterday. Some petals, fluttering, fell Unnoticed. Beauty’s zenith now has slacked Off slightly. Pinky whiteness’s full swell Has slumped away in springtime’s breathing night, And now that daytime’s...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | BE, MA
The Fortunate Fall of Hair Across a Forehead His hair is worth the trouble Christ has caused In making all this universe of pain. This hair is Rupert Brooke’s hair, waved and paused In holy photographs, but blond again, Not printed, real as Christ surrounded by...
by phillipw | Oct 9, 2019 | MA, ME
Never Surrendher I do not need to worry, I don’t think, That men will be reduced to little twerps By feminism. Underarms will stink In massive hairiness after the burps Of history. Men will not be tamed by cunts No matter how addictive those may be. Males...
by phillipw | Oct 8, 2019 | DA, DR, MA, RE
I Wake and Find my Life Was Dreaming My dreaming makes reality unreal— The dreaming makes my daily life more dream Than actuality. Then daydreams feel More vibrant than my life and make it seem A vanishing mirage, pastel and pale, Like watercolors spread...
