March 6, 2018
Phil poem author, hurt, love, pain, poem, poet, poetry, relationship, relationships, struggle, writer, writing Leave a comment
I love you little porcupine
Don’t you love me too?
Then why is it you hurt me so
When I’m close to you?
I love you little porcupine
Won’t you love me back?
I’d never do you any harm
Why do you attack?
I love you little porcupine
Do you love me still?
But when I hold you close to me
Pierce me with your quill?
I love you little porcupine
Will you love me soon?
Please learn to love me gentilly
I’ll die from more wounds
March 5, 2018
Phil poem, Uncategorized author, dragon, epic, fantasy, fiction, ode, poem, poet, poetry, slayer, writer, writing Leave a comment
Have a seat and fill your flaggons
The world was once filled with dragons
They flew the skies and lived in caves
Sending many to early graves
Some breathed fire others poison
Melted some left others frozen
Came in many shapes and sizes
Most have met their own demises
The Dragon Slayer killed them all
Avenged the slain and freed the thrall
The Dragon Slayer killed them all
Avenged the slain and freed the thrall
They say that he went on a quest
But was defeated like the rest
Like so many held in bondage
Just another slave is hostage
Kept for years a dragon’s captive
By an ice drake cold and massive
In a frozen cave far away
He just waited for the right day
The Dragon Slayer killed them all
Avenged the slain and freed the thrall
The Dragon Slayer killed them all
Avenged the slain and freed the thrall
At last he knew his chance had come
To slay the beast the battle won
Sprung his cage no longer interred
He found an enchanted halberd
Stalked his captor found him sleeping
His eyes closed with frozen breathing
The weapon thrust deep in his hide
The battle raged the dragon died
The Dragon Slayer killed them all
Avenged the slain and freed the thrall
The Dragon Slayer killed them all
Avenged the slain and freed the thrall
March 4, 2018
Phil poem flying, poem, poet, poetry, wings, writer, writing Leave a comment
Can’t keep me on the ground
With wings I fly!
Can’t cage me all year round
With wings I fly!
You laugh straight in my face
With wings I fly!
You say I lost the race?
With wings I fly!
You’re weighted down with fear
With wings I fly!
For me you never shed a tear
With wings I fly!
You always doubted me
With wings I fly!
So blind you cannot see
With wings I fly!
I leave you all behind
With wings I fly!
Without a care in mind
With wings I fly!
February 28, 2018
Phil poem author, broken, hurt, loss, lost, pain, poem, poet, poetry, struggle, writer, writing Leave a comment
Born free?
Hardly.
Every actions and reaction
Another bar on the cage
Every hurt and every pain
Another bar on the cage
Every time I cry aloud
Another bar on the cage
Every time I shout and rage
Another bar on the cage
Every time I fight for my right
Another bar on the cage
And when I defend myself?
Another bar on the cage
Whether anger or sorrow
Another bar on the cage
When I object and lobby
Another bar on the cage
Every word, every choice
Only cages me further
Now there’s no longer room,
Only enough to lie down
And sob silently
Which was what you wanted
February 27, 2018
Phil poem author, hurt, love, pain, poem, poet, poetry, writer, writing Leave a comment
Suffocating
Though you don’t seem to care
All it would take to revive us
Is one small breath of air
But you’d rather turn blue
And let the body perish
Rather than help us get through
The trials and the struggles
That all must endure
Instead you mock and chuckle
While life drains away
Too stubborn to help
Giving no reason to stay
February 26, 2018
Phil poem, Uncategorized author, hurt, pain, poem, poet, poetry, writer, writing 4 Comments
Waters ebb and flow
and even though
I long ago
Learned to let go
When you fail me again
With empty words
Just one more
Emotional blow
To drag my spirit low
February 19, 2018
Phil poem health, plague, poem, poet, poetry, sick, writer, writing Leave a comment
Eyes burning and body aching
I lie in bed rolling ever waking
Wishing the agony would end
Hoping that my body will mend
Though I suspect that I will live
I wonder how much more to give
To this ravenous insatiable plague
As my eyes close and vision fades
Please lift this curse from my flesh
That I may heal and rest
February 15, 2018
Phil poem, throwback Thursday abuse, author, bite, dog, master, poem, poet, poetry, TBT, writer, writing 3 Comments
A hunger deep in the bowels of his stomach burns
He’s begging, for a tiny doggie treat yearns
Whining and whimpering he sadly cries
His owner pats his head and clears the sadness from his eyes
Cold and wet the dog sits in the pouring rain
Sad and alone he sits in immense pain
The master abusing the creature for endless years
Calms him by softly scratching behind his ears
Beaten and bloody after another drunken rage
The dog didn’t want this to be just another page
With the sent of blood and memories of the past
He bit his master in his fat lazy ass
February 15, 2018
Phil poem, Uncategorized author, couple, life, love, marriage, poem, poet, poetry, valentines day, wife, writer, writing Leave a comment
Through fires raging
War drums banging
Our Love
Endure it does
Even when waters rise
When there’s stormy skies
Our Love
Endure it does
Ever climbing hills
It cannot be killed
Our Love
Endure it does
Though it has enemies
Who sabotage like thieves
Our Love
Endure it does
When we want to quit
We can’t live without it
Our Love
Endure it does
Worth more than gold
More than precious stone
Our Love
Endure it does
Like towering trees
Dancing in the breeze
Our Love
Endure it does
It’s strong as rock
Crumble it will not
Our Love
Endure it does
Even over time
It improves like wine
Our Love
Endure it does
Our love has no end
Ever will it mend
Our Love
Endure it does
February 12, 2018
Phil poem dance, daughter, love, poem, poet, poetry, writer, writing Leave a comment
Dance daughters dance!
No one is here to judge you
You need not impress
You need only dress
However you like
Enjoy the whole night
Sing the songs loudly
And enjoy the melody
For we are here for you
And anything you do
Daddies of all walks
Here to dance and talk
So you know we love
You like angels above
There’s no one here to judge you
Dance daughter’s dance!
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