by phillipw | Apr 29, 2025 | DE, VA
Entropy’s Final Nothing Millennia before I died, the time Before me stretched far backward . . . backward — far The eons lay in lifeless silence. Slime Began to grow as if with plans. A star Looked down and saw no life. Some cells appeared Inside some mud,...
by phillipw | Apr 29, 2025 | RO
Shelley Offers Warning Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “The desire of the moth for the star” He has a love affair with love so close He even fights with it. Well, he’s a man And men love fights. ...
by phillipw | Apr 28, 2025 | CH, HE, ST
Hypnotized by Baptismal Conquering Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Your beauty floats away. It had no soul. You thought it did. We all make wide mistakes. Your partners loved your spirit. Then you...
by phillipw | Apr 28, 2025 | SH
A Previous Century’s Sabbath-day Sect Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “a place just right” Sabbath Day Lake Shaker Village: Sabbathday Lake Shaker Village – New Gloucester,...
by phillipw | Apr 28, 2025 | HE, HU
A Heedlessness in Rhythm The day does not repeat me as scar lights When it comes round. I happen to be there. That’s all. I’m not repeated in star lights Or planet lights in evening. There’s no pair Of Mars and Venus speaking me to sky,...
by phillipw | Apr 27, 2025 | RO
Also on the Tip of My Tongue Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The tiniest of buds you cannot see Sprout out all over. Skin becomes all blooms On every haired and hairless part of me. They do not think...
by phillipw | Apr 27, 2025 | LI
In a Gentle Tennessee Hollow Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The twilight of the fireflies plays a part In memories, not in nightmares, now. Our dreams Include the fireflies. Surrealist art...
by phillipw | Apr 27, 2025 | Uncategorized
Fools Gold Street Lamps Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The orange groves of Florida have been Killed off. Their souls have gone to heaven where They look upon their scars and us. Where...
