by phillipw | Jan 11, 2020 | MA, PE
6, 28, 496, 8128 . . . Perfection is a state devoutly sought, Evinced alone in mathematics, though. Reach out for it in other realms, there’s nought For seekers of this purest state. There’s no Escaping it: the sciences and art Collaborate...
by phillipw | Jan 7, 2020 | LO, MA
Donald and His Lady Loves If only Don had loved his women much The same way that he loved his cats (or more), Perhaps he would have cottoned on to touch Them just as sweetly, not just like some whore, Not only using hands and tongue to bring On purring . . . and...
by phillipw | Jan 6, 2020 | MA, MO
Something’s Got to Give She cornered all the legends. She became The legends’ curves. The moghuls and the sports Star tried to lasso her godessness, lame And crippled though it limped with all its warts Of mental instability. The mark Of beauty on...
by phillipw | Jan 2, 2020 | MA
All Older Statues Want to Come Alive All older statues want to come alive, Those Greek and Roman ones, and Christian, too. Their skeletons and veins and muscles strive To break through marble skin. They want their blue Eyes once again to see the world of living...
by phillipw | Jan 1, 2020 | MA
Soft and Hard If you have thought that I am soft, you think Again. It’s true that I write verse, want love, And want you. Weaknesses have their own stink, Though, powerful as war and death. The dove Of poetry flaps round the universe Long after this...
by phillipw | Dec 30, 2019 | DI, MA
Just Married * A silvery foil piece of confetti, Much larger than the usual size of This litter, waits there making its petty Claim. Subtly it doesn’t allude to love Where it fell, trapped between the cobblestones Outside the Guildhall wedding factory...
