by phillipw | Oct 27, 2026 | Sonnet
Irradiated Antivenom for Revelation Delayed You know your friend as man knows man. You know A man is not a god and maybe as a saint He fails. Your heart forgives his faults. You owe Respect but reverence, no. No oil paint Could capture the charisma of his hair...
by phillipw | Oct 27, 2026 | Sonnet
He Wakes to Torture in His Heart When love and hate are mixed in men, the hate Takes over, slow as frost that grows on panes, On window panes of love, like stained glass great With holiness, or like a lack of stains (Like Galahad in crystal etchings on A sacred grail...
by phillipw | Oct 27, 2026 | AB, MO, Sonnet, YA
Abhishek as Man But Not a God Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem This young one stands not quite a Hindu god With skin of heaven’s blue, perhaps the blue Zeus’s heaven, ancient beauty flawed With nothing,...
by phillipw | Oct 26, 2026 | Sonnet
Higher and Still Higher Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Narcotic nights are what he misses, yearns For, lip intoxications more like stabs Of hormones, or epiphany that burns, Skin revelations smothering...
by phillipw | Oct 26, 2026 | Sonnet
A Treasure, Beauty, Distant, Lost Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem He wants to feel that time again, that time When morning felt expansion like a wave That grows; a song that almost strikes a chime And...
by phillipw | Oct 25, 2026 | Sonnet
An Alcove Set Aside for Sacred Thoughts Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The peony cut, Something like exhaustion Filled the twilight hours. ~ Buson (Englished by Phillip Whidden) The haiku are as cool as...
by phillipw | Oct 24, 2026 | Sonnet
What Would Mary Have Done if Gabriel Visited Her Again After the Crucifixion? Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem As easy as a Christmas morning joy To find yourself in when you woke and went To see through...
by phillipw | Oct 24, 2026 | Sonnet
Working Among the Watt-stinged Honeybees Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The semi-trucks roll By. They rumble and pink sweet Peonies quiver. ~ Buson [Englished by Phillip Whidden The father has to force...
