by phillipw | Oct 5, 2020 | CA, FA, SO
The Point of Greens Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The scents are green in golf. They are the green Of grass, and hope, and promise, and of rest. Perhaps they are the green of youth as seen...
by phillipw | Oct 5, 2020 | AN, DR, LO, PO
Antarctica’s Dry Valley Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Extremes beyond imagining for most Are what some poets want to capture. They Want more. They strain to make their minds engrossed With...
by phillipw | Oct 4, 2020 | FI, MO, OB, RE
Conspiracy Theories and Pop Psychology The history we avoid is what comes back. A son abhors obsessions in his dad And then becomes a monomaniac. A daughter who found mother’s ways too sad Drives daughters of her own to turn out poor In spirit, sozzled drunkards. ...
by phillipw | Oct 4, 2020 | FO, RE
Forgiveness You kill a man. He can’t forgive you. God Steps in. He can’t forgive you. That would be Too easy. Murdered meat beneath the sod Is munched away by worms. Once murdered he Is able as a rotten burger to Give grace. His wife, his lover,...
by phillipw | Oct 4, 2020 | CO, DA, EM, GR, OS, PU, WI
Who Cares about Mere Language? “Every word was once a poem.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson in “The Poet.” Greek graffitos put the letter V and the letter M on walls during Greece’s occupation by Nazis. V = Vinceremo (we will win). M = Mussolini Merde. Any graffitos...
by phillipw | Oct 4, 2020 | CH, LO, SA, SO, TR
Na + Cl A purity, a silver white, desires To bond with yellow-greenish chlorine; salt Appears in crystals. Far away from fires, The point of this affair adorns a vault In darkness in a cavern. Blackness blanks It out. A wish becomes a zeal that...
by phillipw | Sep 17, 2020 | AN, AS, GR, HE, JE, PY, TR
Infant Mild and Astyanax, the Son of Hector, Hidden in Hector’s Tomb Our western world begins its dating with The birth of one warm glowing baby. Glow And gilding in the paintings are like myth. They make truth truer. Little foot and toe On manger straw are our...
by phillipw | Sep 16, 2020 | HE, JE, JU
Veiled Olympus and the Heavenly Sanctuary, with His Camouflaging Masculine Vestments God pours from jars of bounty in his halls, The jars of pleasure and of sorrow. Both. We men and women make our chorused calls From earth below. We call in prayers for growth Of...
