When you go to bed feeling fine
and then you wake up and go what
the f#*k!
If I were a Cat
If I were a cat
I think I would be more
of a bastard,
and less inclined to curl up in
your lap.
by Philip Wardlow 2016
Embrace
Embrace me
with a quiet desperation
as we dance.
For the music could stop
at any moment.
by Philip Wardlow 2016
Thoughts Fly
The mind follows where the thoughts fly to, from plummeting to the darkest deep depths of despair , to soaring above a sun kissed peak of pleasing passions, or to perch on naked branch as a comforting wind caresses you, letting you know you are never alone in the world.
Ship in a Bottle
Ship in a Bottle~
A sailing we will go!
A sailing we will go!
But on the currents we shall float
on a ship in a bottle in a big row boat.
The wind cannot touch our sails,
only our faces as we sit,
atop the glass
on a encased little wooden ship.
Our phonograph shall play at the stern
pushing us melodiously along
as we sit on the bow of the
bottle as the clouds pass low.
The little sailor man below, dressed so primly
but with his big straw hat to shade the sun,
shall keep a firm grip on the
tiller to steer our unknown path
to the unknown.
And I and my friend, shall munch
on little sandwiches come lunch
and just enjoy the day
as it passes by, spying our fancy friends
in their hot air balloons in the distance.
As we sit on our ship in a bottle in a big row boat.
by Philip Wardlow 2016
Every Day
Every Day~
Every day is a gift,
a fucking gift.
Why? Because I said so.
So unwrap that fucker.
Rip open the packaging,
fling the red red red ribbons to the four winds.
Bite that mother loving tape with your teeth if you must
Is that a Snaaarl I hear from you…?
It’s your present.
Do what you must.
Dive, dive, dive into that damn box!
See, see , see, what you’ve got?
Fuck.
Socks.
Slip’em on for a go….
Now go…just fucking go.
by Philip Wardlow 2016
AT THE MARATHON (GAS STATION)~
AT THE MARATHON (GAS STATION)~
AT THE MARATHON .
CHEWING BUBBLE GUM
MY FORTUNE SAYS I’LL BE ENVIED
BY EVERYONE.
AT THE MARATHON
CHEWING BUBBLEGUM
SITTING AT THE MARATHON
WAITING FOR A FRIEND TO COME
AT THE MARATHON.
WHO’D ENVY ME?
THE ONE WHO OWNS A BROKEN CAR.
AT THE MARATHON
WHO’D ENVY ME
THE ONE WITH A BROKEN HEART
AT THE MARATHON
THE NIGHT IS GETTING COLDER
AS THE CARS DRIVE BY.
AS I CHEW MY BUBBLEGUM.
WHO’D ENVY ME?
AT THE MARATHON.
By Philip Wardlow 1989
Life
Life~
IT BEGINS WITH A BEGINNING
AND AN ENDING
CYCLE UPON CYCLE OF LENDING
IT HAPPENS WITH THE WIND OF FATE
PRODDING AND PUSHING,
EDGING TOWARDS A DATE
WILLS BECOME BENT.
AN ORGANISM LIFE IS SPENT.
ONE WILL BLOOM IN ITS’ PLACE.
BUT ASSUME ANOTHER
FACE.
TIME IS GOVERNED BY LIFE AND
IN TURN LIFE IS GOVERNED BY TIME.
EVER EDGING AND CRAWLING TOWARDS
THE SUBLIME
by Philip Wardlow
Soul Vacation
Soul Vacation~
If my soul took a vacation,
escaped from my body
and left me sitting here
in my cold dark room
would I care to care
that it took a cruise?
Would my eyes look at
life differently?
Would my loves & passions
be muted?
Would my pains be gone?
Is it a sacrifice to lose one over
the other in spite of?
Again would I care when
my soul is gone?
I would think there would be
a longing for a forgotten
sweetness
that could not be defined
by my minds eye that’s now
blind.
If my soul left me.
Maybe.
by Philip Wardlow 2016
The Goblin King Sleeps
The Goblin King Sleeps~
In an oubliette deep
does a dank dungeon keep
the Goblin King.
Shattered, weary,
heartbroken,
at a loss to life he sought
and thought would crawl on forever
in a true vanity of his own design.
Yet, a silver lining
does shine on the pitted walls
which confine this man.
For he made a difference while out
in the world of light.
He ravaged, and wrought, bringing knees
to bend to touch the ground
and they fought, found courage,
bringing a change to the world each
in their way, good or bad
in the eyes of men
he brought a change,
and a reckoning was finally
consummated.
Now, he can finally sleep
this proud King.
And finally escape his
dungeon deep.
by Philip Wardlow 2016
Ain't no rest for the Wicked - Philip Wardlow - The real and the sensual sides to life in all its facets.. 