by phillipw | May 1, 2023 | BL, GO, MU
Before the Foundation of the World Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I never can feel certain of any truth, but from a clear perception of its beauty. ~ John Keats If we were forced to choose between a...
by phillipw | Apr 23, 2023 | DO, FA, RE, Uncategorized
In a World Weltered with Religions and Atheism Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem How far can we still look with eyes of faiths In spite of doubt and science twined like chains Of platinum and gold among...
by phillipw | Apr 23, 2023 | AN, FE, SC
Phrasikleia Kore Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem It isn’t like she doesn’t know that she Is being noticed. After all she’s put On all her finest clothes. She makes a plea For us to look at...
by phillipw | Apr 23, 2023 | BE, MA, SC, SI, Uncategorized
The British Broadcasting Corporation’s Prophets among Us on Civilisations and Acting like Hubble and Webb Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Those vaster minds show greater grasp of things, So, so much...
by phillipw | Apr 23, 2023 | AR, DE, DI, GR, PH, SC, Uncategorized
Figuring Futilely on the Death Date of Shakespeare “But thy eternal summer shall not fade” ~ Sonnet 18 The statue still defies his death or hers Two thousands years or more beyond the grave Or urn of ashes, shaping that prefers The perfect lie that, carving, Greeks...
by phillipw | Apr 19, 2023 | CH, MA, Uncategorized
More Sacred than a Spiritual Crocus A blossom holds more steady than the flare Above a candle in the air of night. As steady as a young nun’s golden prayer Before the altar, yellow blossom’s height Is reaching up for God or higher to Agape love itself...
by phillipw | Apr 18, 2023 | Uncategorized
Holding In She lies and looks at him, his now closed eyes, His slightly glossy eyelids with a glint Of brown and purple in their shine. His thighs She does not look at. They contain the hint Of forceful thrusting still, a hint of hair Involved,...
by phillipw | Apr 17, 2023 | BA, TE
Baudelaire and Lord Alfred: “from out our bourne of Time and Place” If Baudelaire were right, the body buys Its way straight through to immortality By strict improvement. Ladies’ made-up eyes Rise artfully from mere banality To something like subliminal...
