by phillipw | Sep 15, 2023 | Uncategorized
Argument at the Christmas Dinner Table “A group of hyenas can devour an entire zebra, leaving no leftovers—not even the bones— in under half an hour. However, this feeding frenzy comes at a cost; hyenas rip, claw, and fight with one another over the remains of their...
by phillipw | Sep 14, 2023 | JO, KE, SA, SI, ST, TE
Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “…very witty and intelligent and divinely beautiful….But, alas, very fragile.” Siegfried Sassoon writing to Henry Festing-Jones...
by phillipw | Sep 7, 2023 | AN, BR, CO, GR
Hemmed in by Their Beards The only women Greeks respected with The type of honor they accorded males Were Amazons. Though whether these were myth Or fact, or both, the sagas offered tales To teach young men that they should not forsake Ideals of manhood. When...
by phillipw | Sep 7, 2023 | AM, AN, CL, ID, PE
The Ideal Refuses Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Greeks never showed the Amazon with one Breast chopped away in marble. Beauty’s shape Flowed lacking flaws. Greek teachings all...
by phillipw | Sep 5, 2023 | Uncategorized
Hitler Wrote Mein Kampf in Prison… Achtung! The greatest wrong that nations can commit Is sucking up to politician crime And voting for a steaming piece of shit. They freely choose a human made of slime And put that dollop in the place where right Should be. They...
by phillipw | Sep 3, 2023 | AN, DI, GR, RA, RE, SE
The Ancient Gods in Perfect Geometric Shapes Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The skyward gods (like levitating shapes Of gold) float flawless, utter in the air, The ether, far above their crimes and...
by phillipw | Aug 30, 2023 | Uncategorized
Freedom and Love When Woman cannot hold her Man, she keeps His essence in her womb, held tight and then Extrudes it as his son. The lover seeps Away as years go by—the way of men. The woman has her son she took as seed From him, though. Years go by...
by phillipw | Aug 29, 2023 | IN, MA, MO
Helen as Pathetic 1950s Florence Nightingale A mother nearly stumbles in beside The beds, each boy in misery of flu As if in torture chambers. They have cried Themselves to whimpering sleep like kittens mew When dying. Husband also mashed down, slammed In fever,...
