by phillipw | Feb 22, 2026 | BU, CH, JE
Bittersweet Dreams Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The people bring their offerings and flowers And incense bundles. Buddha lies in sleep. The people think Lord Buddha has the powers To help but people...
by phillipw | Feb 22, 2026 | Uncategorized
Afternoon Nap of a Nine-year Old Son of a Carpenter Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If Jesus be asleep among the blooms In boyhood fields outside his tiny town And wakes up from his nap (without his dooms...
by phillipw | Feb 22, 2026 | Uncategorized
Nightmares on the African Plain All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made. John 1:3 The dik diks, zebras and impalas do Dik Dik Zebra Impala Not sleep with nightmares in their dreams. Instead these lovely beasts live...
by phillipw | Feb 22, 2026 | BU, NI
The Unreality of Anything as Unimportant as Just Death Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The Buddha and true Buddhas theorize That death is nothing we should grieve about Because it’s just appearance, just...
by phillipw | Feb 22, 2026 | CA, JE, WI
The Lighthouse Built to Save Mariners’ Lives Helped Pioneer Sisters Stave Off Boredom with a Silly Game Before the Age of TikTok and Instagram Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Imagine being bored enough to...
by phillipw | Feb 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
For Better or For Worse In the evening cool The fish don’t know the water Butt for what it is. ~ Basho [Englished by Phillip Whidden] The octopus trap, Fleeting dreams beneath the moon, The bland summer moon. ~ Basho [Englished by Phillip Whidden] “Perhaps...
by phillipw | Feb 21, 2026 | GA, OM
And God Said, “Let There Be Blight.” Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Pure truth does not exist, or when it hits You do not like it, do you? Only death Is purest truth, unequalled in its blitz Across the...
by phillipw | Feb 20, 2026 | CO, CU, FU, SE, Uncategorized
This is a sexually explicit sonnet. Do not read it or look at its illustration if sexually explicit material will offend you. Do not complain since you were warned. Hedonism as Heroic Truth Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern...
