by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | BU, Uncategorized
Helen Miller’s Little Brother The bullies all around him must have seemed Like combine harvesters to someone wee Like autumn blossoms when the bastards teamed Up. Gary, like a sweet weed in the scree Beneath a bing, somehow survived and found His way to my protection...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | AD, Uncategorized
Adam’s Sweat His hair was colored like the soul of flares That curl up from licking flames. Those arms Were lightly glorified by copper hairs Which magnified their swollen, manly charms. Warm major veins that ran along the bulge Of biceps there were...
by phillipw | Oct 14, 2019 | MO, Uncategorized
….A Planet with a Blue Star for its Sun I should have brought blue roses for the man, Pale blue, dark blue or coloured like the sky. His grief is like the darkest navy span Of uniforms that sailors who comply With grave formality must wear. Instead I...
by phillipw | Oct 12, 2019 | SA, Uncategorized
Resurrection near Crucifixion As near as Cana was to fasting in The desert, that is truth. As near as wine And bread to Calvary—such is the skin ………. Of beauty stretched on flesh. These facts define The absolutes. Beside the drinking of The...
by phillipw | Oct 7, 2019 | Uncategorized
Sheldon’s and Hawking’s Desperation Goes Way Beyond String Theory The Standard Model of the Universe Ain’t actually true. The Big Bang Theory, It seems, is full of gaps. Each one is worse (Or just as bad). Physicists are weary (Or should be) about the...
by phillipw | Oct 4, 2019 | Uncategorized
Puzzle “Right . . . what is my point? My point is simply that I love you, that we’re linked in some way that none of the others is linked.” ~Anne Rice, Memnoch the Devil Of course I don’t remember this gilt...
