by phillipw | Sep 15, 2025 | EL, SA, WH
The Scuttlebutt Door Prophecy Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem At least Saint Ellen only held a book Aloft, impossibly, and didn’t claim To feel her total quaking body shook By angel penetrations. In this...
by phillipw | Sep 15, 2025 | Uncategorized
Zeno Urges Zero Tolerance Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Zeno . . . taught that the soul is body and the body is soul.” ~ R. H. Blyth “And man became a living soul.” Genesis 2:7 No laws, no...
by phillipw | Sep 15, 2025 | Uncategorized
Zeno and John the Lover and Revelator Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The soul is body, yet the body soul. Thus taught true Zeno. True Apostle John Taught much the same. Two teachers on the whole...
by phillipw | Sep 15, 2025 | Uncategorized
The Beatles’ School of Moaning Philosophy No dualism is acceptable To Zen or any other Eastern thought. Such mystic meaning is susceptible To Oriental minds. Such thinking, fraught With giddy druggie hallucinations, Might bring the Beatles to their music, lines...
by phillipw | Sep 14, 2025 | CA, LA, PR, Uncategorized
Poetry Encompassed by Wonder Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A poem is a cave-wall painting made With flame-lit, fuming words. The smoking torch Is needed. When a poem does not fade, This means that...
by phillipw | Sep 14, 2025 | Uncategorized
The Forbidden Insight Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The animals inside the Lascaux cave Are almost more alive than on the veldt For tourists on safari. In a nave Of holiness where stone has...
by phillipw | Sep 14, 2025 | AS, CO, EV, TH, Uncategorized
“For God is Love” ~ 1 John 4:8 Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Galaxies eating each other It is as if the cosmos is one jaw But huge because composed of trillions, more Than that, uncountable. A...
by phillipw | Sep 14, 2025 | Uncategorized
Reminder Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When you are sleeping, you remind me of The dead. The dead do not communicate No matter if they once were very love Itself. Your sleeping might...
