by phillipw | May 14, 2025 | Uncategorized
Out of Mind Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Assynt by Mehmet Kartay I’m too imaginationless to think Antarctic rock came traveling underneath Lost continents and oceans here to sink More...
by phillipw | May 14, 2025 | Uncategorized
Sleepy, Hollow Perhaps we all remember when a peak Held spiritual significance above Our suburb lives or downtown thrills oblique To Sunday School. We had a Fuji love Back then. Perhaps it was a Jesus who Meant something to us in a gospel song, Or...
by phillipw | May 14, 2025 | CH, ST
Cocaine Up a Crucifix Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I pass a tree and he lolls in it high Above me in his death, his place unfair Since graves give unfair advantage, sly In his defense and others, but...
by phillipw | May 14, 2025 | BO, MI
Contentless Levis Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The mushroom sitting next to me has curls On top. He emanates as boring as Accounting made of grungy beige, smudged pearls. His shirt is...
by phillipw | May 13, 2025 | RE, TR
Invisible Gold The temple built on what is missing, pure For that, is holier than marble. Priests Would hide the structure if they knew for sure That it would clarify. Daniel’s beasts Are far too concrete. They must not be shown Except in...
by phillipw | May 12, 2025 | MA, Uncategorized
In Various Lights A shadow is a young man who’s exposed To certain types of light. These vary. Some Are megawatt demands that are composed By all the males around, his manly scrum. No wonder he’s diminished in this crowd. The light of women also...
by phillipw | May 12, 2025 | MO, PO, SU
Modernists and Surrealists and Postmodernists Ad Nauseam as Spoiled Brats Like Rimbaud Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “A desire for form and limit conquers us.” ~ Lorca, in “Oda a Salvador Dalí” The...
by phillipw | May 11, 2025 | SU
The Autocrat His soul has balls but they are held by spoons The god of cannibal would hold them in. The scrotum of these balls is dark like prunes That God might use to cleanse him of the sin His sexuality deserves. Christ might Have bought a...
