by phillipw | Feb 6, 2020 | CH, LO, RO, ST
Recovery Road Forget the sense of melting when your chest Felt waterfalls of wonder from your soul, When tides came as a wave, a glistening crest Which washed your heart and left it kneeling, whole. Leave memories of warmth behind, the shape Which made...
by phillipw | Feb 5, 2020 | ST
A Nutritionless Meal Loud microphoning of a shouting rant Made up of commonplaces is supposed To lodge inside us by repeated cant. The same old things again, again are posed By big black speakers yelling louder than The man himself–though he is bad...
by phillipw | Jan 26, 2020 | LO, ST
Limitless Response Death garners blankness, stores the space between The asteroids. Notwithstanding, Love breathes In all spaces, even those which green Has never dwelt in. Love inhales the wreaths Of galaxies and closer groupings of These glittering, fiery...
by phillipw | Jan 26, 2020 | ST, TO
Curly-headed One ………………………………… Saints in Heaven in Torcello How beautiful they are, the robes upon...
by phillipw | Jan 23, 2020 | CA, KE, ST
Keats Walked Here The mountainside outshines the twilight force Above the highway and its cars. Their glass And chrome presumably reflect the gorse, Dark green and yellow, from the mountain pass Back up, but weakly; colored echoes are Too feeble. Bog plants made...
by phillipw | Jan 22, 2020 | CH, LO, ST
Print Before Reading I want your hands to hold my written words, Your hovering fingers to caress them, your Fingertips to touch these lines like a bird’s— A hummingbird’s—wing wafts the air, the pure And cool breeze fanned above the nectar. I Want your...
