by phillipw | Mar 12, 2020 | AU, GR, MO
The Rim Falls written on the edge of orange leaves, Upon the curling crest of surfer’s waves, On Violetta’s lashes as she grieves, The falling salt of love, salt eyes by graves— Are stunning all. They lame the heart and lung, These autumns peer...
by phillipw | Feb 23, 2020 | MO
God is Night-time Darkness “The garden needs planting but moonlight has arrested the heavens” ~ Jaime Mathis “the darkness and the light are both alike in thee” ~ Psalm 139:12 I always dreamed that I would build a Moon Garden — and then, when...
by phillipw | Feb 15, 2020 | DE, MO
Intaglio How beautiful a piece of art can make Death seem. The words can lift us up like love, A suffering love of purity. They shake Us like a virgin prophetess above Our passion, this especially if they Are elevated by the melodies of voice. When...
by phillipw | Feb 11, 2020 | CH, DE, MO, ST
Adieu Tonight you are a voice that calls to me Across the waters from a liner bound For shores beyond an endless, waveless sea. The coastlines have no harbours ever found By living voyagers and so we do Not know the colours of the beaches or Their...
by phillipw | Feb 11, 2020 | CH, DE, MO, ST
The Coach Rides Past The coach rides past where pheasants once were seen But much has changed since then. You died. The limbed Edge by the fields lost leaves and when the green Came back again, the furrowed ground then brimmed With life again, but if the...
by phillipw | Feb 5, 2020 | IN, MO
Landing Stages for Angels and the Morning Star The morning glories, white or purple, bloom Upon the hedge as innocent as dawn The morning Eve was made. The sun their groom, They open, virgins all, their faces drawn To upward angles, wishing for the stir Of flying...
