by phillipw | Mar 8, 2025 | SE, TE
Pulling on the See-through Bell Cord Your heart is made of silk but mine is made Of lycra. When your veins are touched, they make No sound as if they fear an escapade With arteries that always feel an ache For thrills. The warning bells have disappeared And so your...
by phillipw | Mar 8, 2025 | AE, AR, ES
Material Ideals Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The men who made cathedrals, workers, not The architects; the Indian men who built The temples, stone designs completely fraught With...
by phillipw | Mar 7, 2025 | IN, MA, PY, RE
Delphi, Endor and an Empty Tomb Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem His conscience seeks for oriental kings. He hopes their gold and frankincense and myrrh Will give him wisdom and, if not, the wings...
by phillipw | Mar 7, 2025 | IN
Flowers like Leis Lying on an Altar Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The sculpture of a god whose powers are not Apparent waits for you to pray to him. Can he protect a baby in a cot? If so, what...
by phillipw | Mar 6, 2025 | Uncategorized
Unruly in a Village Cemetery They did not dream it when alive, yet ghosts Are happy when they find a way to cause Disruption as in polar bear cracked coasts, Antarctic shores — or like Antarctic claws From killers, icebergs floating toward the fate Of...
by phillipw | Mar 6, 2025 | BR, CA, MA, WH
Miracle of Modern Medicine and Demonic Itching It crept along inside her like a long- Lost angel Jesus couldn’t cure. The wretch At worst had withered wings and lost its song. Inside her breast the devil couldn’t stretch And couldn’t fledge its arrows. They could...
by phillipw | Mar 5, 2025 | MA
Testosterone Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem https://preview.redd.it/2sabktru2ap91.jpg?auto=webp&s=44f636d4c1403e4c291fe5a6e3e850cdf73c4499 A rose of semen crossed with iron...
by phillipw | Mar 5, 2025 | Uncategorized
My Sonnet Wants to Be on Vellum Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I know it’s nigh to blasphemy, but still It’s true: my focus on the form I use Is like obsessions of the monkish quill And brush that in...
