by phillipw | Feb 28, 2025 | BR, FL
A Florida Childhood A boyhood made of doodlebugs and bees Would be too boring, so throw in a bear His father shot and mother served with peas And carrots and potatoes — bear meat flair For lunch. Another time a coral snake Was chopped up by his...
by phillipw | Feb 28, 2025 | AR, CH, WH
From “Hog Butcher to the World” to the British Library Rare Books and Music Reading Room His father’s father worked where hanging screams Were not allowed. The carcases had had Their windpipes slashed. Warm blood in gasping streams Had fallen past his eyes. ...
by phillipw | Feb 26, 2025 | Uncategorized
Living Love I’m tired of poetry about the lack of love, How one man loves and someone fails to gasp In holiness of height’s devotion of A hoping heart and does not reach to clasp The sacrament on offer. Incense tries To send the...
by phillipw | Feb 26, 2025 | AE, BE, BL, ES, Uncategorized
The Firmament Above, the Flowers Below Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem In dawns and twilights, winds prefer their lips To whisper, breezes coming, if at all, As gently as a smile. Their fingertips Just...
by phillipw | Feb 26, 2025 | CH, ST, Uncategorized
“Adieu, adieu, adieu. Remember me.” Hamlet, Act I, sc, v, 98 Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If you were ghost and I were ghost with you, Would specter mouths be tempted, bringing lips...
by phillipw | Feb 25, 2025 | CH, RE, WA
Skylarks Are Shot in France Despite Vaughan Williams Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The skylark soars above the corpses on The battlefield of live doctrinal hate. There often has been one bright sunny...
by phillipw | Feb 24, 2025 | Uncategorized
Burning Burnt Orange Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem There’s orange and then there’s orange of silk. That lords It over other colors. Purple bows Before it. Others have no right in chords...
by phillipw | Feb 24, 2025 | KI, OR, SE
Holy, Holy, Holy Lips Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary If I had holy lips, my mouth would bring Them to the sacred spaces that all know, Especially those ones our seers sing. Sublime prophetic lips...
