by phillipw | Oct 15, 2025 | Uncategorized
Deeper than Mercutio’s Well Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When love has shallows, think about the hope Of depths. They matter more and we can find Them if we wait. The shores of phalarope And wading...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2025 | AP, CU, RO, SE, UN
Love, the Little God Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When love, that little god, is worshiped, he (Or she, not they) hits back with arrows tipped With gold or lead. The gold tips set you free To love the...
by phillipw | Oct 14, 2025 | HA, RO, UN
Decades Later in an Unstained Bed Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The dream erupted in the morning night As nightdreams do. It brought with it a beast, A simulacrum made to give a fright. So long...
by phillipw | Oct 13, 2025 | BO, GU, LO, RO
A Valley of Vapor Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The lover thinks he loves the doings of One man inside this home, Sevillan space, Piano, kitchen, cooking, songs of love On keyboard, playing Spanish...
by phillipw | Oct 13, 2025 | LO, RO, Uncategorized
Plumbing Love He thinks no Scottish loch can reach as far As love or be as deep, though deep enough For monsters, deep enough because of scar Gouged out by deeper ice that made this clough Before the glacier went away. The death Of love, the life of love wait...
by phillipw | Oct 13, 2025 | LO, RO
A Little, Little Lake District Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem An artistry might make a loch as long As some infinity, but that we do Not need. A sonnet, villanelle or song Might stretch a span beyond...
by phillipw | Oct 12, 2025 | NI, SK
Migrations Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When skylarks sing, their soaring circling cheer Goes up in spirals in a glistening height. Yet where these glories reach, they disappear. The song...
by phillipw | Oct 12, 2025 | BO, DI, EM
1775* ♫ Bobolink – song / call / voice / sound. I bet I know what you were thinking when You read that title: shots heard round the world And all that patriotic stuff, but men With guns on bridges never really swirled Around inside her brain of...
