by phillipw | Aug 17, 2024 | MA, SU
Prescription Aforethought Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem It is as if he is an injured pulse Inside a ghost, assuming that a ghost Is more than vacuum. His veins convulse Despair. He thinks he...
by phillipw | Aug 16, 2024 | CH, ST
“wind, and fire” “upon this blasted heath” The wind goes spying through the oak trees. What It looks for is not known, but surely not A secret hiding place, a nissen hut For raising weed, and surely not a thought I lost one twilight long...
by phillipw | Aug 15, 2024 | PU
Prophetic Rendezvous Choose not to have God’s voice. A dream is not Enough. He sometimes offers visions framed In many-meaninged syllables, each fraught With danger. Scriptures must remain untamed Or boredom fills us. Bow to human need. Leave behind you...
by phillipw | Aug 15, 2024 | AL
Drunk on Innocents’ Blood Annoyance from lightweight metal tins Of beer comes out from those who, burping, drink. No swiller ever stops to ponder sins Against the victims. Guzzlers do not think About the nastiness of chugging booze, Effects on others. All...
by phillipw | Aug 15, 2024 | LO, LU, RO, Uncategorized
Screwtape Messaging “Never let a fool kiss you and never let a kiss fool you.” The oldest voice, the voice of open thighs, Is part of whispering, shouting. urging need. Ears hear it, almost, it’s so loud. The eyes May Braille it if they want to. Written...
by phillipw | Aug 14, 2024 | BU, RO, SA, Uncategorized
Petrified Voices in the Verses Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The older voices call in me. The smell Of marble mined for sculptures, dust of stone Is in the words. White bearded throats compel...
by phillipw | Aug 12, 2024 | SE, Uncategorized
Moon Garden in Kenya The half-moon had a nightmare. Lovebirds bashed Around inside their cage set up beside The Great Rift Valley. Thorns of roses slashed The air despite their pure white blooms. A bride (That dark-haired spider) ate her husband fresh From...
by phillipw | Aug 12, 2024 | CH, CO, FR, KN, RE, RO, SA, SU
Compostela or Knock — Wherever Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The saints are dressed in all their silks and gems As never in their holy lives before Their martyrdoms or whatever. The hems Below...
