by phillipw | Jan 13, 2026 | BE, IW, MA
Guys Expended for the Greater Bad Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When beautiful young men are killed, the sign They stand for towers over them. Forget Their armpits. Make their flag a holy shrine....
by phillipw | Jan 12, 2026 | IM
Cavemen and Emperors Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Attempts to think like Washington at war While we are in our studies lined with chintz And books are doomed, a doomed and wingless chore. We can’t...
by phillipw | Jan 12, 2026 | CU
Cowardice In storm-like days our memories dim away From rainbow moments in our past. The strengths Of hurricanes, their twister periods, sway Our souls. They go to tacit lengths To search for calm forgetfulness. As in Our sleep we struggle to escape a dream...
by phillipw | Jan 12, 2026 | Uncategorized
A Christian Interpretation The hurricane lifts up the poolside fence And wrenches it to make a knot. This twist Is caused by spawned tornado. Slim defense Of loving God is formed, of course. A fist With nail prints in it isn’t on display. The twister yanks the...
by phillipw | Jan 12, 2026 | PS, Uncategorized
Meretseger Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Meretseger on an ostracon “But don’t dig too deeply in your mind…you know we have to glide a little over the surface.” ~ Madame de Sévingné “But somewhere—in my...
by phillipw | Jan 12, 2026 | GO, SE, TH, TR
Piddling Emperors and Trunkless Legs* Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem God changes not, Eternal lack of feet, Not iron and clay, just iron without a toe, He waits beyond immortal, throne as seat, Unmoving...
by phillipw | Jan 11, 2026 | FU, PA
Tomorrowless and Tomorrowless and Tomorrowless Like an Ill-conceived Necklace Minus Chain Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Perhaps you’ve thought about it. It’s not new To you. They think we have a...
by phillipw | Jan 11, 2026 | FU
The Mouth Tomorrow waits, a gaping gob. In fact The future bares its teeth, a gaping throat, Its lips with spittle dripping. We can act, But like an idiot we must misquote The universe if we prefer a smile To truth. If not a slobbering moron, then The cosmos...
