by phillipw | Jun 11, 2019 | CH, ST
Charles Randall Stanfield: In so Modest a Setting A giant diamond on a slender ring Of chrome is what he was. He showed the flash, Flash, flash of bevels, many, not like cheapo bling, But heaven’s light. The man was like a gash Through breathing in my weekday,...
by phillipw | Jun 8, 2019 | JE, WH
Jeanette Black and White Her eyes cast down as if ashamed of style And beauty, she is captured. She is held Forever in the falseness. All the while This image has existed, it’s compelled Jeanette to be perfection with a full Dark lip weighed down by knowledge of a...
by phillipw | Jun 5, 2019 | FR, LO
The Lake The Lake Your eyes grow deep as galaxies for me, Much deeper than the sky at dusk, as high And deep as midnight and serenity Reflected on the surface like the cry A swan sends echoing—all this because Of death. Old memories include your head, My lap, years...