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...
by phillipw | Nov 8, 2020 | EX, GY, MA, PH
Curvatures They sign up for the gym together, both For different reasons, but that’s how a man And woman are. They both desire some growth Of sexiness. He wants to spread the span Of manliness. She wants to make her form More feminine. Of course...
by phillipw | Nov 4, 2020 | Ho, PR, RE, SA, SE
Who is Healed? “I stand up to see thighs covered in blood and semen and sweat, and I heal. I heal.” ~ Jaime Mathis, It Rises and Falls The sight transfigures. It ennobles. Eyes Become the prophets of a sainthood’s view. A holiness of liquids comes in...
by phillipw | Nov 2, 2020 | CO, CY, GE, Ho, MU, NA, PO, PR, ZY
Zyklon B The darkness hangs so heavy it might make A sound if struck. The darkness is like black So weighty nightmares might begin to shake If they encountered it. Hearts might attack It. Hearts are only hearts, though. They are made Of blood and...
by phillipw | Nov 2, 2020 | BU, TR
The X4 Route to Bracknell The cityscapes we wander through at night Are foreign from the sights we see in days, More alien. We pass a neon site That we have never noticed in the maze Of roads that aren’t a maze in morning hours. Streets loom as Hallowe’en-like in the...
