by phillipw | Oct 2, 2019 | LO, PA
Come Walk Across my Heart My heart’s a fiery organ all for you. It searing strength and lightwaves are just for One. It originated as hard blue. When you have turned it into nothing more Than fiery coal, its full intensity Will rage like solar flares if anyone Comes...
by phillipw | Sep 26, 2019 | AR, LO, PA, VE
HMS Implacable “Because you loved me as it had to be.” ~ Paul Verlaine in “To Arthur Rimbaud” We cherish thoughts of hearts and fate combined. We love the grand idea that lust is out Of our control like earthquakes. Disinclined To judge...
by phillipw | Sep 26, 2019 | BE, PA, PO, VE
A Wan Jesus Levitating on His Cross “a poet of melancholy and shadows, of a fragile and intensely personal Catholicism, and of the springtime of love” ~ Edmund White on Paul Verlaine Petite the pieces and emotions, shades And tones—the minor mode prevailing—verse For...
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 18, 2019 | PA
Paradise Tossed It seem to me that paradise would soon Become a glut, perhaps already is For those who dwell there. It’s as if the noon Had giant spotlights added and the fizz Of sixty billion sparklers, too, and then Someone lets off a hundred trillion A Bombs...
by phillipw | Sep 16, 2019 | AE, AR, ES, JE, OI, PA
Wonky Shoulder Christ Perhaps the reason why the painting makes Christ’s shoulder look deformed is not because The artist, Rubens, wants to show God aches For human suffering he’s caused with flaws In his creation. Why this wonky joint Was perpetrated on...
