by phillipw | Oct 26, 2018 | OR
ORPHEUS: Invisible Ivory Music Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter. ~ John Keats Herus Pamphilius claimed that Orpheus’s drifting soul, destined to be incarnated anew in some other physical form after he had died, elected to be born a swan so that...
by phillipw | Oct 20, 2018 | RE
That poem is a new world on your tongue. It as if Jehovah spoke a sigh From somewhere in between your heart and lung, Or more like Aphrodite spread one thigh And opened up divinity for men, Or maybe inspiration rose up through your mind From guts and bones as heated...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2018 | AS
SOCIAL MEDIA: Ascension Let go. Let go the laptop and that phone, The iPad and the Instagram that bangs Away. Turn off the Twitter storm. Dethrone Technology and screens. Those Facebook fangs Are in you, worrying your mental throat Like some sophisticated pack of...