by phillipw | Jan 2, 2026 | CL, ET, EX, OR, SE, TI
Scientific Lucifer Knew a Thing or Two While Trapped in Sexless Heaven Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We struggle now to understand not just Eternity but time. The Einsteins might Explain it but in...
by phillipw | Jan 2, 2026 | SP, SW
Caesars Are Never Resurrected Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem No ticking of the clock brings on a new Year or the spring. The weaving of a nest By mother warbler is the warmer clue. The robin choosing...
by phillipw | Jan 2, 2026 | LO, MY, SP, SW, ZE
A Combination Called Perfect Unity Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The swifts in spring are wonders set with wings. The spring that flourishes with swifts is spring Combining elements with common springs,...
by phillipw | Jan 1, 2026 | Uncategorized
The Bells of Now, the Bells of Now, So What? Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The days with spice and gold in them, the ones That everyone thinks wonderful, are not Exciting any more. Their rising suns...
by phillipw | Jan 1, 2026 | CO, FA, FU, PE
The Journey and the Goal He stuck his joystick, full, inside the hole. He used the instrument to choose the way To go, directions, speed and slowed control. He used a masterful and swaggering sway And gentle entry and re-entry for New thrills. He moved it more to...
by phillipw | Jan 1, 2026 | Uncategorized
The Investigative Judgment Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Imagine that your soul was opened, turned, Turned inside out by Jesus Christ or Freud– Or Satan. Were the brands within it burned...
by phillipw | Dec 31, 2025 | NE
New Year Muddled Catawampus This New Year’s morning; There’s nothing good or bad, just Us human beings. ~ Shiki [Englished by Phillip Whidden who suggests this title for it: “Myopic”] The poet says that New Year’s Day provides Him neither good nor bad, just...
by phillipw | Dec 31, 2025 | Uncategorized
The Darkness Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The days and weeks and months transport us to Eternity. The years move you much more In slowness to our fate. Our decades queue More stilt-like, yet we never...
