by phillipw | Jan 23, 2020 | JU, MA, ME, SA, VE
Rock and Gas Giants Five planets rise to shine in white and red Above. The springtime sky becomes divine. They all are gods, though one of them is dead, Slaughtered by his son. Night-sky gods align Themselves with nothing. Is this an omen? Astrologers...
by phillipw | Jan 6, 2020 | IN, ME
The Internal Space Station You’ve seen those places advertising what They call “Self-storage” lockers. Well, I’ve had One over sixty years. It’s not a hut On our back green. It doesn’t have a pad- Lock, isn’t just a cubicle inside A...
by phillipw | Dec 30, 2019 | AL, AL, ME, MI
Mists Does mist mean something in the mind? Besides The coming of dementia with its fog Of numb remembrance, Alzheimer’s knife slides Right through the brain. Schizophrenia’s Gog And Magog thrust an Armageddon in The very citadel of logic. Does...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | ME
Ein Augenblick Because they say a man who faces death Has flashed before him all the best that he Experienced in life, at my last breath I definitely know what I will see— A friend I loved when I was ten (his name Was Sammy; he had playground curls), that...
by phillipw | Dec 10, 2019 | ME
Mansuetude Attentive as the movelessness of dusk, The immobililty of midnight on A temple pond, as still as silk-caught musk Inside a drawer of sandalwood at dawn, She waited. She expected on her knees Some sight of Him, some smell, a holy tone— Perhaps a...
by phillipw | Dec 6, 2019 | MA, ME
The Brightest Branch The brightest branch, or flower, or limb still casts A shadow. If that limb, an arm or thigh, Is masculine, the thickened shadow will Be darker, wider yet. It might be sly But brutal is more likely. Brutal power Is one consideration in...
