by phillipw | Feb 24, 2021 | EA, GR, MO, TI
Shifting Knowledge “Know thyself” ~ the temple at Delphi The earth is slowing down its turning on Its axis; so it seems, at least. The tides Have been impeding spinning since the dawn Of oceans and the sphere. Our planet rides Through vastest vacuum of...
by phillipw | Feb 24, 2021 | CH, LO, RO, ST
A True Love Will you be tracing the scars on the fair Skin? (Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme…) Will You rub limbs (herbals to cure)? Black curls, hair, And strongness of nostrils—now you must spill Like blood the therapies. Resurrection...
by phillipw | Feb 23, 2021 | DE, ET, SP, SY, TY, WA, WI
Wind and Water Cleave and Cleave Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem .. We know that wind is spirit life. The wind Is God in symbol, and the angels, too, And demons, angels with God’s demons twinned....
by phillipw | Feb 19, 2021 | LO, RO, UN
Vacuum Love Because I cannot reach and touch you with My hand or lips, my love remains the gray Of ashes and of cancelled god-filled myth. Divinity is elsewhere like the spray Of neutered tomcats, visible only To queen cat noses. It is that perfume That...
by phillipw | Feb 18, 2021 | LO, RO
Marquise Memory Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A perfect diamond moment firm and bright In memory of the past shines glinting, brief, But faceted with purity. A night, A single night...
by phillipw | Feb 18, 2021 | AE, BE, BO, ES
Bonsai: Big is Not Better Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem …… Who says that small is not as good as large? Would you prefer a splendid sailboat or The heavy, hulking hull plate of a...
by phillipw | Feb 18, 2021 | AE, AU, BE, ES, PH
Sumptuous Fabric with Bl♦ck Di♦monds Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A copper-breasted pheasant shifts from claw To claw up on the autumn branch. The cold Of evening settles down upon him. ...
by phillipw | Feb 17, 2021 | HE, JO, SN, TH, WH
“A universe of sky and snow!” Philosophy can’t clip an angel’s wings. At most it might pluck out one pinion white As purity in Jesus. Thoreau sings, Denies that he and God were in a fight— I didn’t know we’d ever quarrelled— speaks The dying man. He loved a...
