by phillipw | Sep 22, 2019 | AE, BE, PO
…Plural Perfect Planets The ancient poets are like planets far Away in distant heaven, but for some These poets loom so near they almost jar Against our sentiments. These poets come Up over us like moons, they are so near In what they have to say. Our world is...
by phillipw | Sep 21, 2019 | DR
A Message from the Grave of Jim Morrison 0 Perhaps the boring facts in life are drugs. At least that was my own experience. I settled young to suckling at the dugs Of Using Druggish Momma, had no sense About how brilliant my mind was without That shit, and so I popped...
by phillipw | Sep 21, 2019 | FR
Patriotism and Pals ……………..Francis Bacon, Wikipedia 0 Francis Bacon, author of two early English essays on friendship, played a major legal role in the trial of his friend, the Earl of Essex, helping to get him...
by phillipw | Sep 21, 2019 | Ho, SI
The Torn Shirt Morning 0 Your stream of frank sincerity has talked Him out of love—of loving you, I mean— Attempts at sentiment too often blocked By honesty from you. The desperate, keen, Pathetic fire he fanned inside his heart Was doused and doused and doused...
by phillipw | Sep 21, 2019 | LO
Complete Mystery of Life 0 “Nature, red in tooth and claw” — Alfred, Lord Tennyson 0 Can it be possible to tell the truth? We doubt it, if we’ve ever known its height, And depths, and breadth. It isn’t in the booth We call religion,...
by phillipw | Sep 21, 2019 | AD, TE
BMs 0 All teenage boys are bored and mad, or mad And bored. (Is there a difference?) Some are bored Enough to kill. Testosterone gangs, bad And bored, don’t reckon they have really scored Till they have blasted some innocent head, Its boring gray...
by phillipw | Sep 21, 2019 | GR, HA, TE, Uncategorized
Arthur Hallam 0 …………………..Arthur Henry Hallum Deep grief refuses warping. You can fold It, put it in a safe-deposit box Protected by a speechless cipher, cold Steel doors with sleepless guards, and keyless locks, But grief...
by phillipw | Sep 21, 2019 | IC, ME
Life’s Memories are Iceberg-shaped ……………………………………..Wikipedia Our memories are iceberg shaped. We think The part above the waves is life, but, no, That’s just the ice...
