by phillipw | Mar 22, 2026 | HE, MO, RO
Pox-marked Identical Twin Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem My heart is like the moon, the cratered sphere, The fissured moon so badly damaged that It wanders looking for itself both there and here In...
by phillipw | Mar 21, 2026 | BI, BL, FR, LO, MA, RO
Blended Blood Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I want your blood inside my heart. I want My blood inside your auricles, your Enlarging ventricles. I want to haunt Them all with scarlet love. I want...
by phillipw | Mar 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Cut My Throat Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Why, WHY, oh why, would I shoot so much pain Directly through the chambers of your heart With words “that cannot fail to leave a lasting stain” Except I...
by phillipw | Mar 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Silence in the Barren Trees Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The trees have long gone silent. Silent trees Fill up my forests. Not just quiet but Without all sound the leaves on violent trees Go silent,...
by phillipw | Mar 20, 2026 | EC, Uncategorized
Hundred$ of Billion$ for WarWarWar Acro$$ the Globe and Again$t Thinking American Citizens Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The word that tRUMP should never be allowed To say about his “mind”...
by phillipw | Mar 20, 2026 | UN
Treatment for a Failed Husband Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem She wishes she could nail another name Upon her chest and in between her breasts Since he is forcing her to feel the shame Of his...
by phillipw | Mar 20, 2026 | DE, SE
Hungry Castration by a Sterile Sow Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The streets she passes through are full of men. The streets, not fields of flowers, she passes through. She would not pick a petal in a...
by phillipw | Mar 19, 2026 | AG, AS, CL, MI, Uncategorized
Smug Butchness Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If he could have a son all by himself No wife or woman messing up the genes; Or if from inner universe’s shelf He fused with malest heart’s and mind’s...
