by phillipw | Jul 17, 2024 | CA, LO, MO, PH, PR
Cutie Pie Cat The pink-nosed face of Prospero my cat, Pink nose and white fur face, is what he rubs Against me, purring. He does not know that I love him since he’s cute. My finger scrubs His whiskers and his ears because I think He likes that kind...
by phillipw | Jul 17, 2024 | AS, PE, SA
“They began to stretch their necks, extend their wings, open their beaks and gaze at him attentively.” ~ St. Bonaventure Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem To love one special animal, your pet For instance,...
by phillipw | Jul 17, 2024 | CO, LO, PE
Harsh Hypnotism Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem flee the dark wood of improbable forms ~ Lorca, “Ode to Salvador Dalí” (Oda a Salvador Dalí) Who (rather what?) could possibly predict, If...
by phillipw | Jul 16, 2024 | DA, FL, GA, OR, PO, SA, SN, SU
Weird Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem How strange these bright orbs seem beneath the snow Of Florida. The rarity should be The flakes heaped up on an orange van Gogh Might...
by phillipw | Jul 16, 2024 | AM, AN, DE, HA, PO, PR
Delphi Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem To die while the dew Is yet undried, that would have Meaningless meaning. ~ Kōyō [Englished and twisted by Phillip Whidden; the more correct...
by phillipw | Jul 15, 2024 | SU
Men Live in a Maze of Muddles Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem You summon the light that rests on the brow, not reaching the mouth or the heart of man. ~ Lorca, “Ode to Salvador Dalí” (Oda a...
by phillipw | Jul 14, 2024 | RI, WA
Wagner After Cosmetic Surgery Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem There’s nothing wrong with Wagner opera that Some major surgery would not improve. Declamatory singing from the fat Voiced tenors, fat...
by phillipw | Jul 14, 2024 | PH
The Spectrum Picture An acorn drops. It sinks right through the pool. No meaning is ascribed to this. Perhaps A ripple lasts a while across the cool, Clear water. No dimensions echo, lapse Or send out messages. That’s it. That’s all. Not any ramifying...
