by phillipw | Dec 30, 2019 | UN
If I Were Mute If I were mute, I’d be all right. Each day I’d draw some sonnets and when night time came I’d paint some villanelles. A virelay Of gouache would capture exclamations. Blame Might be expressed in couplets tart as Pope’s, Though mine...
by phillipw | Dec 24, 2019 | LO, UN
Pilgrimage The path to you is one of yearning, planned By God, though I’m not sure if it’s the path, Or you, or yearning that He schemed. He banned The hope of turning, whether in iron wrath Or softer metal (mercy) — silver, gold Or platinum. He...
by phillipw | Dec 11, 2019 | UN
Mutant My heart has now evolved a beak, but not For melody or kisses. In a shell This mouth has formed that you and fate forgot To show how organs gnaw escape from hell. My heart has engineered itself a new Integument, but not a brilliant case As...
by phillipw | Dec 4, 2019 | AS, UN
Atoms in Space Infinite lengths beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds. ~ Isaac Watts We know now that the galaxies are in Their trillions numbered. So, if we compute Uncountable trillions of stars that spin Across the cosmos,...
by phillipw | Nov 28, 2019 | LO, RO, UN
Incomplete Creation I made you up, did I, I made up all? Were you the one I loved or were you just What mind and heart created, like a doll To stick long pins of love in, pins of lust, A doll more muscular than voodoo, you? I think I could have made up curled...
by phillipw | Nov 25, 2019 | LO, RO, UN
Lost Golden Prizes “from longing for the loves too high to gain” ~ Pindar, Pyth. IV, 92 That man or woman that you wanted so, So much that swelling of your heart made pain A palpable impression, caused...
