“I don’t want her perfect in body, nor perfect in mind or her soul. I just want to meander through the wild that is her and have an adventure” by Philip W.
She told me she was nothing spectacular
How could that be.
For I see nothing but a little beautiful light
Yet, she takes her little hand
and dims down
Click…til its off.
I don’t mind clicking it back on.
but it gets rather tiresome
I fucking need to steal that knob after
I have turned it back on
For she captivates
and draws everyone like a moth
to that little blue electric light
Ah you killed another one.
but they couldn’t handle your heat
by Philip Wardlow 2015
Hello friends, followers, do-gooders. I have a favor to ask of you.
Besides being a part-time writer I also wear another hat. That of Vice-President of Operations for Fight for Rhinos. That is a self-anointed title I had to apply to myself when signing on to the organization but one I take seriously. Its my wife who does the real back-breaking work in regards to research, blogging, networking, fundraising, and brain storming with other conservationist to help the endangered Rhino from going extinct on this planet and NEVER coming back.
Can you believe it, an animal that has been around for 60 Millions years…basically a living Fossil, may go extinct in less than 20 years all because its horn is valued more than that of gold.
I think its tragic…to me the possible extinction of the Rhino and I don’t say this lightly is a summation of man’s ignorance, apathy, pride and arrogance on this planet.
The earth is big, YES very big. But so is our egos to think we can’t hurt it irrevocably.
Now this is where my favor comes in. It’s actually a small favor.
We have organized an Online Art Auction Charity in support of helping out with various on the ground Projects for the Rhino. I am asking two things of you MY FOLLOWERS….:)
FIRST – GO CHECK IT OUT ….! Its starts June 1st for bidding, but you can check out the pieces right now. Right HERE .. Some are pretty cool and we still have more pieces from talented artists coming in to add to the collection. Some are high priced and some are low priced but all fairly priced for that artist’s work. There is even a piece of Art done by a Rhino….:)
SECOND – To garner interest in this Art Auction we are doing a Thunderclap campaign which is set to go BOOM on May 28th three days before June 1st before the auction to enable us to reach almost a million people or more about the event. Basically the Thunderclap works like this. You go to the site specifically for our event and click one of three social media sites you wish to broadcast our message through to your followers on that particular day. The three outlets are Facebook, Twitter, or Tumblr or you can do all THREE! (each one counts separately)
We have a goal of getting 250 people to sign up . RIGHT NOW we are at about 150 people…. We really need those other 100 people to make this work…..SO Please ( I am now on my knees) sign on to our THUNDERCLAP…it actually only takes a second to click it and is completely safe btw regarding security and privacy.
Thank you very much. I hope you take the time over this long weekend to help us out and the Rhino as well… 🙂
P.S I believe the Rhino is a Unicorn…a fat one but a Unicorn…:)
Beauty Defined ~
If you were to ask me to define what beauty is, I would first pause in my thinking, lose focus to the world and go inward and remember all the instances that touched….held me…..affected me….or drew me in where I had no choice but to be in that moment with it.
I then would ask you the same question and for you to go inward as well.
Then I would ask you of all the instances you remember and I would tell you of mine. And we would share them.
Then in that instant another beautiful moment would be born.
by Philip Wardlow 2015
In a Dark Cave
I see the unseen
knife twist in your gut.
It slices into me as well,
a pale shadow to yours,
but I feel it just the same.
If I could take it all I would,
to eliminate what you feel.
from sunrise to sunset.
I admire your strength,
I cry at times
I love it so.
Your torments deserve accolades but instead you
just get more of the same pain
day after day.
I wish I could name your enemy,
put form to the intangible,
call out your pain to the floor
and wrestle it into submission.
I dream of being a knight,
riding out to the field to slay the dragon
that breathes its fire into you
I would cut off its head and stab it
through its evil heart.
But your pain is hidden,
in a dark cave it dwells deep.
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that fun kind of beauty.
The kind of beauty that drags you laughing by her side
Electric, a 9-volt battery to the tongue.
Blonde, brunette, or redhead who cares what fucking color
for she brings them all out in you.
How can you refuse
that kind of pulse
that finds your own.
And sweet unsuspecting syncopation
to a spirit you desperately want
to get to know.
That kind of beauty
needs to be explored.
Hear her heart
Shut out the noise
Take her hand.
and just let
by Philip Wardlow 2015