by phillipw | Sep 1, 2019 | SE
Liquid Resistance Enfolding skin that covers muscles, flesh, Makes paradox of softness, firmness in My arms, themselves a melting strength. We mesh Where holiness combines with soul of sin Or with an element that cannot stain, That cannot be improved. We call it...
by phillipw | Sep 1, 2019 | WH
Beeswax Hero He had his own concocted scent, his smell Made up of khaki mixed with beeyard smoke— And sorcerer’s words that cast a bedtime spell With everything that stories can evoke. His wife read books and these were wizards to The brood, but though they held a...
by phillipw | Sep 1, 2019 | CH
Studying the Church Fathers, Emphasis on Stud His hair and whiskers, eyebrows tend towards black, Those bristles near his mouth and then along His forearm fur. He scratches at his back, Perhaps a pimple. No sonnet or song Will ever praise his manly...