by phillipw | Nov 10, 2019 | RE
Tahiti’s Ocean Undertow is Not Strong Enough Vision after the Sermon. Paul Gaugin. Wikipedia They come, these aching diamonds of pain And beauty. Those who search for them are bound For disappointment. Those who try to gain Them through a pilgrimage...
by phillipw | Nov 10, 2019 | FO
Another Kind of Diversity A slightly fleshy football thug looks out At us between a scarf and baseball cap. As veiled as Muslim women, he’s a lout. His tit is flabby and he looks like crap. Between concealing cloth across his face And shirt tied round the waist of...
by phillipw | Nov 10, 2019 | MA
Mateen Two Hours Past Midnight in the Garden of Self Loathing The Jewish Sabbath ended hours before The incident. The Christian holy day Had just begun. Was Allah sleeping or Exulting on his throne? To whom to pray When holy Omar opened fire...
by phillipw | Nov 10, 2019 | LO
… _ _ _ … It is as if harsh threads of Arctic cold Ran bending straight along the centers of The veins that fed my heart. These scourges tolled Their wire-like ways through me and froze my love. The threads swelled up so much that they...
by phillipw | Nov 8, 2019 | BL, RO
Threat and Self Salvation The bud looks like a ruined dream of cloth That wants to be a pale mauve casing for An infant butterfly or for a moth Awaiting birth, except it opens more Like tissue made of bruising and of scar, Made more with doom than promise. Each dark...
by phillipw | Nov 8, 2019 | HU
Victor’s Meditation A hunchback rises there above the bells But nothing in this scene is like the hour Of stylized beauty in the Book of Kells Bent over in a cell. He aches the power Of hopeless love more cruel than the rack And flogging. Ugliness is...
by phillipw | Nov 8, 2019 | DO, LO
The High Perch This calmness has a loveliness, though not Extreme as passion’s face in pain called bliss. Serenity has settled on the plot Of soil that used to thrive with thrills amiss But now is as a sacred garden, walled. A steadiness (caressing,...
by phillipw | Nov 8, 2019 | CH, DR
Abandoned for Skip on Wisconsin Avenue, N.W. . I met you in a Georgetown street one day Alone among the shopping crowds, we two. We talked as if you had not left us all, Left me and others, wife and Matt, who grew Away in pain. He used to hit his mom So...
