by phillipw | Jan 4, 2026 | CR, DE, DN, JE
Late, Late, Late in Human Wisdom Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A patch of mold begins to spread across The leather on a sofa down below And in the basement where the sun can’t cross The spot. Life will...
by phillipw | Jan 3, 2026 | AB
A Man of Many Talents but Modest Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem He says he cannot read hard poetry But when he reads it, he does understand It even when it holds philosophy About some Hindu mysteries,...
by phillipw | Jan 3, 2026 | Uncategorized
Wide Diet, Food for Thought and Gut It’s much the same here in my messy home On New Year’s Day. The books lie all about And all about amazing things. A tome Of explanations of the Bible, no doubt +6 In readings, but of course. Another book (An orgy of wide Oriental...
by phillipw | Jan 2, 2026 | CL, ET, EX, OR, SE, TI
Scientific Lucifer Knew a Thing or Two While Trapped in Sexless Heaven Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We struggle now to understand not just Eternity but time. The Einsteins might Explain it but in...
by phillipw | Jan 2, 2026 | SP, SW
Caesars Are Never Resurrected Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem No ticking of the clock brings on a new Year or the spring. The weaving of a nest By mother warbler is the warmer clue. The robin choosing...
by phillipw | Jan 2, 2026 | LO, MY, SP, SW, ZE
A Combination Called Perfect Unity Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The swifts in spring are wonders set with wings. The spring that flourishes with swifts is spring Combining elements with common springs,...
by phillipw | Jan 1, 2026 | Uncategorized
The Bells of Now, the Bells of Now, So What? Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The days with spice and gold in them, the ones That everyone thinks wonderful, are not Exciting any more. Their rising suns...
by phillipw | Jan 1, 2026 | CO, FA, FU, PE
The Journey and the Goal He stuck his joystick, full, inside the hole. He used the instrument to choose the way To go, directions, speed and slowed control. He used a masterful and swaggering sway And gentle entry and re-entry for New thrills. He moved it more to...
