by phillipw | Sep 14, 2024 | BO, PE
For Bonnie Petroschuk Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A different kind of reader hovers here And there. Her realm of readers does not need To understand the mystic meanings’ sphere Of lines. She does...
by phillipw | Sep 13, 2024 | AU, DE, FA, MO
Autumn Reincarnation or Moksha Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When autumn comes, comes wisdom made of fierce Transcendence, beauty of the hues of fire And death, the beauties, harshness, force to...
by phillipw | Sep 10, 2024 | AU, LA, PR, RE
Goodnesss, Truth and Beauty, All A torch with smoke and gods unknown despatched The darkness, making more than art, much more. The spirit kingdoms, kin to men’s, were snatched Occult from realms unpainted, made to soar From mere reality and sent above To walls...
by phillipw | Sep 10, 2024 | Uncategorized
Pre-Vatican II In Lascaux caverns far inside the dark Where flambeaux flared the only light, a hand Stroked holiness along the stone. The stark Necessity for human minds to brand Eternity with what they worship found Fulfillment. Nearly physical...
by phillipw | Sep 10, 2024 | CH, JE, SP
Questing Everywhere Except Inside Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Too many try to live by trifles taught Them by a fast-filled Buddha or a saint, Pastel in spirit by the time they sought His insights...
by phillipw | Sep 10, 2024 | IN, PO
The Greek Word “Muein” Says “Do Not Utter” Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem You keep your mouth shut till the moment comes That mysticism enters you. That light Floods in until your inspiration...
by phillipw | Sep 10, 2024 | AD, PO
The Computer Room Replaces the Bedroom Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Men used to disappear in mistress ways, Their mistresses agreeing that a wife Was worth disdain. While in the bedroom blaze Of lust...
by phillipw | Sep 10, 2024 | Uncategorized
Tree Surgeon, You Did Not Heal Thyself Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If you had been a tree, the problem would Have been your roots. Your height reached up as high As Absalom suspended. Fatherhood...
