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...
by phillipw | Jul 21, 2023 | Uncategorized
Nibbling Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When ugliness and beauty meet in shape Of flesh, the one attempts to reach with charm, A smile of wishful lips, a touch like crepe...
by phillipw | Jul 17, 2023 | LO, RO, UN
The Fingers of a Believer Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Disciple Thomas thrust his fingers in The slit. Did he feel blood and warmth, a squish Of slickness, flesh, fulfilment, or just sin Of...
by phillipw | Jul 12, 2023 | AN, FR, PE, PH, VA, YO
Orange Penetrates so Intense that It Throbs as Purple Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Why bother with bare beauty when deep sex Comes offered in the package? Canyons etched With liquid bearing scree...
by phillipw | Jul 9, 2023 | AG, CA
Vacuum Filled by Lavishness Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem ...
by phillipw | Jul 7, 2023 | RO, SE
There’s Nothing Quite like Love There’s nowt like love. Its sanctimony fills A man as if he never knew a truth As banging as its spurting semen thrills. Its sanctity rings holy and uncouth Like Lucifer when he first understood The shudder of his sin...
