by phillipw | Mar 28, 2022 | Uncategorized
Yet Poetry Yet poetry is after all just lines Of words, yes even when the words are sung By angel voices in a choir that shines. The words are words when coming from the tongue Of Gabriel or Abaddon, not more [Gabriel and Abaddon] Than...
by phillipw | Mar 28, 2022 | AR, PO
Arions Conflated Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If you had hooves and mane—and god-made wings— And if you had a voice that let you speak, You might well be a flying horse who...
by phillipw | Mar 27, 2022 | MA, PR, SE
Wedding Wings: Hymenoptera The thought of weddings brings a joy to some, The brides and grooms in white and black, perhaps To mothers of the brides. Joys overcome The nagging doubts, but joys tend to lapse. Among the guests the odd one here and there...
by phillipw | Mar 27, 2022 | CA, PR
Clarity and Confusion Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem He shows contentment with his claws. A paw In whiteness stretches out and claws curve out Of white and pink. The curves of...
by phillipw | Mar 25, 2022 | BR, RU, Ta
Tahitian Light and Dark They called him “Purpure” because his hair Shone light instead of black like theirs. It shone Of poetry, perhaps, or maybe flair Of charm. Their combination might atone For many sins and signally his spell Translated clearly in their...
by phillipw | Mar 25, 2022 | BR, HE, RU, ST
Into Deep Water Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem In front of Brooke’s veranda stood a dock. This wooden altar offered diving height To deep blue water. He could interlock With beauty,...
by phillipw | Mar 24, 2022 | AN, MO, OL
Uhtceare . . . . .l He lies awake and not, awake but not In decent consciousness, more nightmarish His bed. He feels entrapped inside a slot Of evils, waking worries, angst, garish In coldest heat. This looms, sorrow before The dawn, in darkness...
by phillipw | Mar 24, 2022 | RU
White Orthodox Cathedral and Extreme Holiness Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A veil of little limbs obscures the curve Of daylight blue and stars of gold against The truest color of the sky. The...
