by phillipw | Mar 28, 2021 | AD, CO, DO, DR, EL, FA, MA, PA, PR, RE, SE
There to Efface Himself in Ecstasy Religious? There to efface himself in Ecstasy he flailed about. Yes, he tried Cocaine at first and, lolling in that sin, He won election victory as he fried His brain that way. Of course he used plain Ole dope as well but somehow...
by phillipw | Mar 28, 2021 | AR, PA, RI, VE
Lacking Almost All Common Sense when Combined…and After that Too Late “Where the white cliffs were ghostlike in the dawn, And after dawn were deathlike.” ~Lancelot, Edwin Arlington Robinson If only Arthur and poor Paul had read Those words by Robinson, they...
by phillipw | Mar 28, 2021 | CO, KO, MU, SI
“in music out of sight” Korean courts heard music long ago And watched silk dancing, swirrrrrƏls of silk sleeves. These musics and these patterns were aglow In royal eyes and ears beneath tiled eaves Of palaces but now the motions, notes, And melodies are so far...
by phillipw | Mar 27, 2021 | AE, AL, AR, CA, DE, ES, SO
Libation Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Solutrean bison – By Museo de Altamira y D. Rodríguez, CC BY-SA 3.0 I sprinkled my best wine with dust from tombs, Presuming that...
by phillipw | Mar 27, 2021 | DE, SU
The Final Scene Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem For younger ones warm death feels picturesque. Young men imagine Romeo inside Their ribs. For young ones death is not grotesque But more...
by phillipw | Mar 27, 2021 | PA, TH
Wakes and Contrails Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Away, Far, far behind, is all that they can say. ~ Arthur Hugh Clough, “Where Lies...
by phillipw | Mar 26, 2021 | AU, FA, NO, OC, OX, PA, SE
Perfect Paradoxes, October’s Oxymorons The point of fall is melancholy joy. The oranges, yellows, and the reds are breaths Of autumn but in parallel destroy. Their bright solemnity a trillion deaths Entails. The oranges are calmly rife With gorgeouness of gloom. ...
by phillipw | Mar 26, 2021 | EL, Ta
A Prophetess’s Eyes For Charles Randall Stanfield Her eyes were deep clairvoyant blue but streaked With selfishness, a kind of hate, that stabbed The hearts around her. They were like the beaked Face eagles have when talons have just grabbed Their victims. ...
