by phillipw | Jan 7, 2021 | MO, MY, SA
The Known Unknown Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Izuko yori Tsubute uchikomu Natsu kodachi The summer grove; my Mind is struck by a small stone That came from somewhere. ~ Buson The green of...
by phillipw | Jan 6, 2021 | KI, MA, SE, SI
Hard as an Anvil and a Stone …. “bygge” ~ Thomas Malory, Le Morte d’Arthur Stuck in, pulled out, stuck in, pulled out, again Again, again, again, the weapon he had found That only he could wield, the best of men, The one to do it, stout young Arthur crowned...
by phillipw | Jan 5, 2021 | AU, BU, EP, KO, MO, MY, PA, RE, SA
“Autumn Revelations”; “Monistic Meditation”; and, “Comprehension”: a Trio of Sonnets Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Samaras wirble down. One hits the pond. The silence and the ripples...
by phillipw | Jan 3, 2021 | MI, NO, PA, PL
Viral Riddance Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Who says that emptiness is wrong? Not those Who hate humanity, the women, men, And screaming brats. Di Chirico may pose The eeriness of...
by phillipw | Jan 3, 2021 | EP, MY, RE, TR
Who Can Know? Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem It seems that God (or gods) goes moving through The dawn invaded by exhaustion in The night. The hormone tentacles construe The twilight...
by phillipw | Jan 3, 2021 | CL, HE, LO, OR, SE, ST
What Matters Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Orgasm by ahermin on DeviantArt He said he loved. (At least that’s what she thought.) So much was going on inside her head That maybe...
by phillipw | Jan 2, 2021 | AP, Ho, RE, SP
The Daffodils Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Another year the daffodils will rise, For centuries, millennia again, Perhaps for eons. Yellow trumpets’ cries Though silent...
by phillipw | Jan 2, 2021 | GI, MY, SE
At Least among the Redwoods “Man is somehow out of place in ‘the brotherhood of venerable trees’[1] Yet they are meaningless without at least his absence.” ~ R. H. Blyth, Haiku, Autumn – Summer, volume 3, p. 842 Wallpaperup.com Among the brotherhood...
