by phillipw | Nov 8, 2019 | Uncategorized
Eden and Methuselah I’m glad that I can’t shed my skin and grow A new persona since I might succumb To that temptation. I’d shed age below Me onto others, Eve-like, who might come Too close. I’d offer the besetting sin Of being old and slackened, arthritic, And...
by phillipw | Nov 7, 2019 | MA
Hair¡Style¡Class Hair short, the scalp (mumblingly visible) Says, “Modest and male, this one,” but the long- Haired, balloony Afro, risible Boy all but shouts, “Hey! Everyone should throng Around my hard on heart, or I’ll be hurt, No, angry like a...
by phillipw | Nov 7, 2019 | CO, SE, Z
Affirmation Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “All things were made by him and without him was not anything made that was made.” Jehovah made the palms of Zanzibar (Observed from high above as we...
by phillipw | Nov 7, 2019 | LO
Kilimanjaro Obscured The drizzle came in stealth before midnight, Continued like the mind, fixated, of A leopard on a limb, flexing for flight Downward on its prey. This fate from above I met with tourist equanimity: The sleepy thought that comforted me was,...
by phillipw | Nov 7, 2019 | HY
Seeds Sewn on the Sabbath Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6 On Sabbath we would play a special game, Monopoly. The streets were mission fields, The houses were the clinics, and the name We gave...
by phillipw | Nov 7, 2019 | RO
Madame Alfred Carrière The layers open wider, lighter, still. A stillness that is still beyond our eyes Is slowly rippling outward broader till The width attains perfection’s pure surprise, A velvet moment. These increasing curves Go paler as they spread like angels’...
by phillipw | Nov 7, 2019 | AG, AT, SA
Santayana’s Christmas “There is no God and Mary is His Mother.” ~ George Santayana For Linda Pervier The flakes fall white. They form without a creed, Savonarola’s robe without the black. . These make the leafless landscape supersede …. The...
by phillipw | Nov 7, 2019 | RO
Jazz-like Imperial Deep purple held in purples deeper yet, This blossom is the purple every rose Has dreamed of. Long centuries of blooms have set Their reveries on it. When rosebushes doze, They dream of darker purples in their hearts, Of chord-like,...
