by phillipw | Aug 28, 2023 | PR
Seamless Spirit and Muons Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The primitives...
by phillipw | Aug 21, 2023 | CH, DE, ST
Tiny or Immense, Who Cares? Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The hope we need at break of day waits, small, And does not have to be as large as sky And cosmos in the blue, but only tall Enough for each...
by phillipw | Aug 18, 2023 | Uncategorized
Scars Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Hard scars called love express tectonic plates Beneath the surface of the heart that move In pain. These scars well up between the straits...
by phillipw | Aug 6, 2023 | BL, PE, PH, SO, WI
Bliss’s Obsidian Wand Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Maleness is magic, the potent principle of universal creativity.” ~ Camille Paglia, Sexual Personae, 40 A warlock holds his...
by phillipw | Aug 4, 2023 | RO
Detonation with Shadows Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When love explodes inside the chest it turns The organs in the ribcage into blast. The heart becomes atomic as it spurns Control. The decent...
by phillipw | Jul 25, 2023 | AB, RO, YA
Rather Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Imagine that I wrote five trillion times In Latin, or in Sanskrit, or in Greek Of Sappho, or in Shakespeare’s sonnet rhymes, In...
by phillipw | Jul 24, 2023 | Uncategorized
Abhishek Awake and Dreaming Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem He rides along inside a sleeper car With wilder jungle greens of India in rain Inside his eye. His home, his village far Away, still,...
by phillipw | Jul 23, 2023 | ME, OR, PE
The Ghost of Grieg Imagine that you are an instrument Who offers only atmosphere, no flow Of melody, no hint of what you meant In beauty or of brass notes curved to glow Across the universe, beyond the notes That carry concepts that a poet would Convey in...
