by phillipw | Apr 10, 2020 | SP, SU
The Good Side of Death: Oracular Pre-echoing The Delphic good to come from spring buds’ deaths Is roses’ resurrection from their stems. The early summer flowers take their breaths In May’s bright air. Their petticoats and hems Begin to spread for the summer heat. They...
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 | Jan 3, 2020 | SO, SP
The Address of the Soul Inside the skull is spirit’s home. Soul Inhabits brain. Protected by thick bone, The insubstantial essence floats. A scroll Of hardened jellylike gray is its lone Account, its empire. Spirit is a monk, The head its hermitage. Soul has...
by phillipw | Dec 27, 2019 | SP
Spenser’s Red Cross Knight The Red Cross Knight was far too much. The dark Spell-casters, monsters, faeries—wotever— He kept avoiding, meeting in the park Of that ridiculous poem, never Found him interesting enough to defeat. The bad guys and bewitchers were the...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | AU, FA, SP, TR
Tree Fates When trees begin to pale with hints of bling The first effect seems like a gauze-glove haar, A tailored fitting from the hidden spring Which spins this morning mist, distinct and far Removed from gloom. It corresponds with dawn. Yet...
by phillipw | Dec 13, 2019 | MA, SP
Sun Christened Springtime Buds ………… Camellias on Chepstow Crescent, London, March 2, 2019 Sun christened springtime buds of blooms and leaves Come out and hum a melody. The chill Air shouts, “Not yet,” so each new shoot aggrieves...
