by phillipw | Jan 25, 2025 | BI, BR, GA, SK
He Was Real Before He Became a Pablum English Myth Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Reduced to being hero, poet, dead And soldier, he is trapped up on a plinth Above pink paving stones, his gorgeous head...
by phillipw | Sep 13, 2021 | BR, CH, JO, MA, MI, NU, RU, SK, SW, VI, WO
Skinny-dipping with Rupert Brooke, Sturdy as a Marlowe Stanza or Miltonic Ones, in a Night-time Cambridgeshire Pool Virginia Woolf had seen him. She had seen Him whole. She saw his soul, good-hearted, kind, Substantial. She had seen him leaping, clean, More clean...
by phillipw | Aug 6, 2021 | BI, LA, SK
Music with Percussion Wound In “Bound each to each” ~ William Wordsworth The skylark’s music phrases are a part Of nature’s symphony, but only some Of it. A harmony weighs at the heart Of wide concerns. Some sounds are like a drum. Percussive notes break...
by phillipw | Aug 6, 2021 | BI, LA, SK
Victory Ode The skylark sings. The skylark sings in rain Beside dark woods. It sings as rain falls down Around it. Everywhere is his domain. He sings his way to triumph. Weather’s frown Is useless in his life. The mist comes, so He sings. ...
by phillipw | Aug 6, 2021 | BI, LA, SK
Reverence An ordinary little bird, but, then, He calls like angels fired by Satan, Christ, And Atlas booster engines. Like a wren Though larger, larks are mystically enticed To singing, lilting, praising in the air And carry melodies of hymning...
by phillipw | Aug 4, 2021 | BI, LA, MU, PA, SK
Apassianato The skylark’s struggle is its fluttering Or so it looks. The skylark’s flying seems To be a form of airborne stuttering At best upon on the slightest breezy streams Of air, yet even so near halting moves And swoops predict a victory...
