by phillipw | Dec 25, 2019 | PE
Princesses Rose peonies in darkness do not lose Their glories. They become those Persian, veiled, And silken houris, held in carved screens, whose Dusked satin beauty is both crimped and waled, With nature’s pinking shears and golden edge. Their frilly...
by phillipw | Dec 19, 2019 | CE, GR, PE
Père Lachaise: Four Sonnets in a Sequence– A Visit to the Tomb of Frédéric Chopin; A Visit to the Tomb of Oscar Wilde; A Visit to the Tomb Abelard and Heloïse; A Message from the Grave of Jim Morrison A Visit to the Tomb of Frédéric Chopin Perhaps the worst...
by phillipw | Dec 14, 2019 | DE, PE
Glowing Fur I call up all my sleeping pets, ones who’ve Left me, hairy ones especially. I Embrace them in a special, drowsy groove Of dreams and daydreams where these loved ones lie As baskers in a happy sun of bliss Beyond the ones they knew in...
by phillipw | Nov 26, 2019 | PE
Accessories to the Crime Our hopes are chains around us we have locked. Reality sits just beyond our reach Because our daydreams find that they are shocked By facts. We learn too late that we can’t breach The stainless links of optimism shaped By dreams. We’re...
by phillipw | Oct 31, 2019 | PE
Eau de Lancashire The fragrances the French perfumers fail To use are English woodland scents. Of course Wild garlic isn’t fancied by those frail And dainty Gallic noses. Still the gorse Should suit their sensibilities because Its blossoms smell of coconut, and if...
by phillipw | Oct 17, 2019 | PE
Concordant Contradiction The patience that a peony requires Is like the quietness of petals bound In sleep through early spring. That calm inspires The mildest fragrances and colors found When waiting petals finally unfold On breezes later April breathes. Pastel...
