by phillipw | Nov 12, 2020 | MA
Not the Broken Walls, Domes, and Floors of Byzantium The emanations from his chest will not make Impressionist tableaux. Tessera yield No muzziness (more like a steamer’s wake). The cubes are harder than a Monet field And are aware of their male nature. Past Things...
by phillipw | Nov 12, 2020 | GR, GU, MA, SE
The Opposite of Trance Etheric this one isn’t. He is steep With hairiness and muscle like a Greek Guerrilla killing Nazis. Flesh is deep If worshipped. He is foreign to oblique. He wants to thrust and press his chest against His victim as he rapes or woos. A...
by phillipw | Nov 12, 2020 | DE, DI, MU, NE, SE, VI
Flies “I am a crazed dingo with fresh babies lying in a circle around me.” ~ Jaime Mathis, It Rises and Falls In Dennis Nilsen’s dreams a garland of Young men is laid out all around him for His delectation. They had wanted love (Or maybe Smirnoff...
by phillipw | Nov 11, 2020 | CA, CO, DE, DO, Ho, PE, SE
The Cat Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem That cat will lie on what you want or walk Where you would go. He curls round and round As if developing his om to mock Your zen-less...
by phillipw | Nov 11, 2020 | AL, BR, GO, IN, JE
Harvest and Outside Harvesting 1 Kings 8: “Then spake Solomon: “The Lord said that he would dwell in the thick darkness.” First Samuel 22: “He made darkness pavilions round about Him, dark waters.” Psalm 18:11: “He made darkness his secret place.” The harvesting...
by phillipw | Nov 11, 2020 | AR, CH, DE, MO, PA, ST, WE
Painting as False Prophet in Acrylic Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The image in the bedroom looks out through The window, artwork gazing out As if a seer. It does not see blue Of...
by phillipw | Nov 9, 2020 | DA, FL, SE
Stomps to Completion “dragging my arms upward and into a circle” ~ Jaime Mathis, It Rises and Falls The resonating hole he wants is down Below, guitar hole waiting for his touch Above it. It is never like a frown Except he tortures it. It wants to clutch Him...
by phillipw | Nov 9, 2020 | DE, KI, PA, SE, UN
Hissing “skin redolent with unspoken kisses” ~ Jaime Mathis, It Rises and Falls “Never let a fool kiss you and never let a kiss fool you.” A kiss, if spoken or unspoken, smells Of nothing. Kisses touching skin or lips, Those kisses licking...
