by phillipw | Apr 19, 2021 | LO, RO, UN
Love in England I even sent you stupid things like pics Of guards in London backed with notes about The mayflower being in bloom. The tricks I pulled were quite pathetic. Rave and shout Was just about the only method left Untried. The sonnets, longer...
by phillipw | Apr 19, 2021 | LO, RO, UN
Petaled Appeal Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I send you all of me that bows, both built To last and doomed to fade, endure and fail, As flowers that have colors which will wilt, As...
by phillipw | Mar 18, 2021 | AR, SO, UN
Sonnets, Unruly and Ruly Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Perhaps he ought to be ashamed that, if You smell the bodies of his sonnets, you Will often get at least the slightest whiff Of rudeness,...
by phillipw | Mar 13, 2021 | TH, TR, UN
Heartwood Needing Treatment Love feeding on itself will waste away No matter how enamored. If it sucks Its Valentine-ish marrow, sickly gray Disease will follow. Suffering deluxe Is suffering nonetheless. If he or she Does not return the hungry love, the gloom Is...
by phillipw | Mar 9, 2021 | BE, UN
Pierrot and Columbine The beautiful refuses to be seen To care. It lingers everywhere and waits For love’s attentions. In a morning scene It hovers up above us and dictates The terms of our devotion. Beauty does not Concern itself with worship. Every praise...
by phillipw | Feb 19, 2021 | LO, RO, UN
Vacuum Love Because I cannot reach and touch you with My hand or lips, my love remains the gray Of ashes and of cancelled god-filled myth. Divinity is elsewhere like the spray Of neutered tomcats, visible only To queen cat noses. It is that perfume That...
