by phillipw | Mar 3, 2020 | BO, CH, MA
Decades Later He Stands with his Son Staring at the Merry-Go-Round The brilliant light of early joys, the joys A child knows when the Christmas tree Is found aflame on Christmas morn with toys And glistening ribbons, wrappings, gifts is glee Unknown in later life. ...
by phillipw | Mar 3, 2020 | RE
Just A little girl just old enough to be Still in a pushchair reaches up and clings To father’s trousers pocket. It’s just that she Wants reassurance. Papa bends and sings A ditty, almost tuneless. That’s enough. Along the way a little boy desires...
by phillipw | Mar 3, 2020 | KI, LO, RO, SE
Abundance The gentleness of lips contemplating A kiss, or speaking, calls up fullness through The heart or thought. The lips give due weighting To passion in the chest, in senses true To honesty, or mysteries unknown But felt. The softness of the mouth...
by phillipw | Mar 3, 2020 | PH
Ontological Problem Solved We bless the darkness first, if we are true To life. We come from darkness in the womb. We live in darkness half our lives. The blue Stars in the sky above us speak of doom Because, like us, they spend their essence far Too fast. In...
by phillipw | Mar 3, 2020 | DE, LO, RO
Liberties and a White Picket Fence “I wished we were in the quiet of my room. . . He was being my friend again, as no other being on earth had ever been, really, and I would do as he wished. ‘You know you are the only one,’ I said suddenly, my own voice sounding...
by phillipw | Mar 2, 2020 | AE, AR, ES, PO
The Lost One “Master Alfred de Musset says great artists … belong to space, to the universe, to anything infinite.” ~ Mehmet Murat Ildan I could not give an outline of him, for how Could I begin, or end? A paradox Is all that could...
by phillipw | Mar 2, 2020 | AR, PA, RI, VE
Canines Having Trouble Disengaging “A kid Casanova, but even more so a certified expert in love-affairs, doesn’t he laugh with his flaring nostrils and his handsome dimpled chin … ?” ~ Paul Verlaine, Les Poètes Maudits ………. Promiscuous in...
by phillipw | Mar 1, 2020 | AR, PA, RI, VE
Sweetly Bitter Mouth at Sixteen Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Sublime this child with lips which long have been As sensual as ancient memories, eyes So lost in gold mythologies that twin To Lucifer...
