by phillipw | Mar 30, 2020 | PE
Bel Canto Border An opera is going on along My garden border at the front of my Spring lawn. The notes from pinking shears are strong And many shades of pink, of rose, and sly White petals, sly because the ruffled white Is pink if looked at...
by phillipw | Mar 12, 2020 | PE, SP, TE
…Hard to Protect Softness Don’t let opponents get too close to your Important jewels. Don’t let them grab your shorts And pull on them if you want to be sure Too hide your treasure chest. Nothing distorts Your dignity on playing fields as much As being...
by phillipw | Feb 10, 2020 | CO, ER, MA, PE
[This poem may cause some offence in some readers. If you think you may be offended, please do not read it.] Homo Erectus What stimulus is needed in a man To search for what Christ really wants of him? He knows already what his pulsing span Requires. Inside...
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 1, 2020 | PE
Imperfect Peaks El Pico Viejo’s unrhythmic name Turns raggedy this sonnet’s scansion line. Don’t use the crater’s damaged ledge to blame The mountain too much, though. To define Ideal exquisiteness do not allege That everything must be perfection. High...
by phillipw | Dec 26, 2019 | PE
One Peony One peony has blossomed late. To hold Her globe of fragrance up in bravery Is what she wants. Those petals would enfold The smiles of other pinks and there would be The others’ laughter, if she had her way. Alone she meets the sunshine,...
