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...
by phillipw | Sep 21, 2019 | PE
One Peony o 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, though. ...
by phillipw | Sep 15, 2019 | CA, PE
Pelops The dish that Tantalus served up to gods And goddesses degraded every gift Presented since, to anyone. The odds Of ever matching it were cut adrift By knives inside his kitchen. How compete With such a present? Even South Sea tribes Don’t serve their...
by phillipw | Aug 20, 2019 | PE, VE
European Conqueror In Serenissima I know it’s art Or architecture that’s supposed to be The main attraction. They both grab my heart, Especially the buildings when I see Them from the vaporetti, reflections In choppiness of Grand Canal sights split Up, shining like...
