by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | Ho, MY, RA, SA, SE, ST, TE
Ad Augusta per Angusta— to Elevated Goals through Narrow Paths Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A vision of the narrow path to high Perfection, highest pitch of tenor goals, With something like a throat...
by phillipw | May 16, 2020 | FO, SE, TE
Seventh-day Adventist Christianity as It Was Practiced at Forest Lake Academy, Maitland, Florida, in the mid-1960s: Eight Sonnets (an Imperfect Number) in a Sexquence I Degueulasse At first they pulled Paul’s shirt up to his tits And slapped him on his...
by phillipw | May 15, 2020 | AN, FE, MA, SE, TE, WE, WR
Male and Female Negated Men weep. That’s true, but when they weep, their tears Are not for little things or just to win An argument—unless they’re actors. Sneers Come easier to men than crying. In A rage they show their masculinity. Hurt men do anger best, far...
by phillipw | May 9, 2020 | IS, TE
Thoughts on Politest Britain after Recent Attacks A giant flies above the ancient walls And towers. Stained glass windows’ notes are drowned By roaring engines louder than the calls Of dragons being stabbed. A cricket ground Below all this is calmer than the...
by phillipw | May 9, 2020 | BA, BO, SC, TE
Dumb Forecast That little wrinkled sack between his thighs Predicts. The contents there will make him grow Much bigger. Certain parts will spread in size, His shoulders, biceps, thicker neck. Down low Beneath his belly button, balls will swell And, yes,...
by phillipw | May 6, 2020 | JI, TE
Peace, Brothers and Sisters, Peace The terrorists attack a place we love Or wish that we could love, a Paris or A Boston. Bastards shave their balls and shove Their blade-like god in us to make the gore That He desires from kafirs’ guts. We gasp And wonder at the...
