by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | BE
Radioactive Loveliness The face across from me is beautiful, So beautiful it strikes my lungs with pain, Destroys desires for being dutiful— Except for loyalty to loving’s stain. I thought that beauty of this order could Not be discovered in this modern day, A time...
by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | MA
The Young Student of Philosophy His generality of beauty stuns, But then the individuality Of perfect featured combination runs To higher realms like immortality. The study lamp casts heaven on his hair, Or rather, causes tresses of the gods To shine across his...
by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | SP
Magic and Magic, Spring and Spring Trees eveanesce once they have bloomed each spring. They disappear in humdrum hues and we Ride past them unaware. A magic ring Is cut in bark. Invisibility Results. As if they were not ever there In puffed...
by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | CR, TR
I Saw the Cricket Ground I saw the cricket ground in evening light, In Windsor light with calm men moving through The evening air and dressed in cricket white. Long centuries are contained beneath the blue Of evening sky which folds the chestnut blooms In its...
by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | MA
Masculinity I pass a giant redwood tree each day I go to London. There across the street The redwood raises its erect array Of dark green bristles and its subtle and discreet Tight bark. Its greyness has the touch of tints Of warmer colors but the...
by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | RU
A Sacred Lurch .. I often pass a dome of holy blue With golden stars, a prayer-hands, tulip form With many-pointed stars. To give this view, A narrow church stands firm. A cherry storm Of pink blows up from down below. (A sight I spied not...
by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | FE, MA
Academic 501s With features so refined they almost preach Of sweetness, he requires those whiskers to Proclaim his maleness. Pastel bristles reach Out towards a girliness, though they are true To masculinity in thickness and Conviction. Heaviness of eyelids...
by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | LO, MA
The Largest Composition All will be lyricism when you tell Me of your love. A rich sonority Will sing its way through words, and chords will swell In rhythms and in rhymes. Authority Will dwell forever in the patterns of Those highest forms of art combined with...
