by phillipw | Dec 11, 2019 | CH, FR, ST
Chasms The long years’ gaps between the times that you And I were born, our ages (ever spread) Will never be erased—till the debut Of death for one of us. I’ll go ahead, Statistically, since many thousand days And nights are quite a...
by phillipw | Dec 9, 2019 | AD, CH, DR, LO, ST
Intravenous Love: A Sonnet Sequence I I take my drug in doses that must last For months—or years. Your distance now restrains Me from continuous supply. In veins Scarred caution punctures steady highs, but vast Effects on mind and soul make...
by phillipw | Dec 9, 2019 | CH, FR, ST
“Think Only This of Me” I thought if I prayed hard enough about You, you’d summon thoughts of me. “Pathetic!” You are feeling. “Left me, then in a pout He daydreams that, as if an ascetic In desert meditation, he can Employ telepathy to make us saints Of...
by phillipw | Dec 4, 2019 | CH, FR, LO, RA, ST
Charles Randall Stanfield He made the sound that stars make, rushing through The sky, my sky at least, that one inside My chest. My ribs contain celestial blue, That wounded blue that’s made when stars collide (Just two of them) when crashing there within My...
by phillipw | Dec 2, 2019 | LO, ST
All the Joy that was Mine A part of me (my soul? my heart?) unfurls As if it were a rainbow sent out through A flame, or, opened, by his head of curls, A fan of ivory and silk, gems (blue, Set sapphires, topaz, opals) spreads new life Throughout expanding ribcage here...
by phillipw | Nov 14, 2019 | CH, CO, ST
Lost and Found in Whiteness The man gets up and walks away. He heads Away from all the rubble he has wreaked In hearts, inside his son, and in those beds Where he has rutted. His heart and soul have leaked Away their power through holes the tourniquet Required when...
