by phillipw | Mar 5, 2022 | BR, JA, NO, OL, SE, ST
A Hovering Sexual Position Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The poet, Rupert Brooke, felt trouble with Deciding what his sex position was. He listened to his gay friends’ favorite myth...
by phillipw | Mar 4, 2022 | BR, DE, GA, RU, S
“A Channel Passage” The ugliness of love, that sickness known To him and everyone, deserves to be Discussed and sonnetized. A groan With nausea upon the sickening sea Of hormones, yep, testosterone and such, Has been the poets’ tune forever since...
by phillipw | Mar 4, 2022 | BR, JE, RU
“Apollo is here, divinely cruel, and Dionysus, who maddens by his presence” Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Apollo and Hyancinthus Abandoning Olympus when One God Arose from death, the Greek gods...
by phillipw | Feb 24, 2022 | PE, RE, RO, SE
Shunning Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem He could have broken off the rose, its pinks And petals. Hands veered past. Perhaps he saw The curvatures as sacred, or the winks...
by phillipw | Feb 24, 2022 | CA, FL, HI, LU
The Heavenly Choir after It Fell on Florida The spider web comes Hot against his face; August In damp Kulaqua. In Florida humidity comes full On like a curse. A thunderstorm comes down In swashing curtains made of wet warm wool. A coolness follows but then comes...
by phillipw | Feb 23, 2022 | CH, ST
After the Storm the Council Chopped Up the Birch Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Quite like that birch tree on the nearby green, Chuck stood both tall and slim, and black and white. He leaned a bit...
by phillipw | Feb 23, 2022 | DI, GO, IN
Like Mystics Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem It isn’t strange that men draw us to God, That women, children, boys and girls require The heart to think divinity, not odd...
by phillipw | Feb 22, 2022 | BU, HA, UN
The Subatomic and the Infinite A trout swims beneath. Clouds moves upon the surface And above the stream. The perfect haikus, if such things exist, Involve minutiae of life; not just Those, though. Embracing clarity and mist The lines take in the astral, far the...
