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Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

You can Wish

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Falling

 

You can Wish

and Bitch

and Whine

and Moan

But that mountain ain’t gonna

give you a helping hand

to climb.

So you slipped?

That’s gravity pulling you down.

You see, the Earth is bigger than you or me

and it’s going to do that.

If you have muscles wrapped

around that bone

then pull yourself

up.

Call me an asshole.

Go ahead. I’ve called myself

that enough for two lifetimes.

But I’m learning that life

respects grit, and getting

back in the game,

no matter how many times

you slip.

In the end,

she still may be  a bitch.

But it’s not your call

to wonder and wait

at your fate.

Yours is to simply do

today

 

by Philip Wardlow 2015

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

The Zombie and the Saint

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Saint
Art by Apterus

The Zombie and the Saint~

 

 

She walked in a disjointed gait

down a dark desolate street

thigh highs taunt and tight

on a withered frame

hollow and desiccated.

Held together by a tight black

skirt, and laced corset.

I approached to ask  for a light.

Her dispassionate gaze

crawled over me,  a hunger

was there, undefined.

Dull, Defective, Defunct

I shrugged, and moved on.

A cold hand clutched

vice like,

as claws dug

into me, desperately.

I looked to her eyes

and found a light

Bright embers burning

deep.

And took her home

Or did

she take me?

I will never know.

But should I really care?

For she saved me.

She was my Saint.

 

 

by Philip Wardlow 2015

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

GiFs for your Entertaiment, Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

Rise Rise Rise

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Smoke

 

Rise,  Rise, Rise

Die, Die,  Die

Oh why, why, why

do we Die, Die, Die

Snuffed.

All wicks have an eventual

end

All doors open

letting a cool breeze in

To flutter, to shake,

our  souls

to extinguish

on a whim.

 

 

by Philip Wardlow 2015

 

 

 

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

Take Courage in OZ – A poem

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Take Courage in OZ ~ yellowbrick
You have a brain
bespectacled girl.
You have a heart
as the tears flow.
You are on the road
even though
the yellow bricks
are all  faded and
cracked
You are on the road.
Take courage
as the forest for the
trees
grow up and around,
Dark arms reaching,
menacing.
Its all they are,
menacing arms
Its all they ever are.
Take courage in the night
for the moon lights
your path.
The lions, tigers and bears
are friends
For who could resist your charms.
Oh my!
Who could indeed?
And if they did.
Well what kind of friend
would they ever truly
be.
Take courage  in Oz
for you walk the same land
as them.
by Philip Wardlow 2015
GiFs for your Entertaiment, Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

Wolf Moon – A Poem

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Wolf

 

Wolf Moon ~    O_o

 

Cold fog seeps

and crawls across

the path I creep.

Winds undulate naked branches,

stirring dead leaves to life

begging at second chances

Darkness shrouds my form

wrapped in a cursed cocoon

that is constantly reborn.

Full moon rises high

resplendent in my soul

A wicked herald courses the sky.

Skin rips, tendons elongate,

Blood drips, fangs germinate

as hair propagates as muscles sip

at the power the moon

spills and instills

into me.

A howl escapes…

full and exultant,

primal and free.

It is answered

by a brother, then a sister

fallen under the same spell

of the Wolf Moon.

It’s a call

To hunt.

and we are hungry.

Oh so hungry.

 

 

By Philip Wardlow 2015

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

Click of a Switch – A Poem

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turn-off-light-switch
Click of  Switch ~
I am turning off that switch,
you know the one,
the one that makes
me hesitate.
indecisive
unsure
filtered.
uncourageous (is that a real word)
too cautious
It’s what’s needed
to get down to the
nitty gritty of it all
I WILL stumble
I WILL fall
That undeniably will happen
I WILL hurt
I WILL hurt others
But I do anyway,
Ever forward as they say
with a click of  a switch.
CLICK
by Philip Wardlow 2015
Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

They hide it well – A Poem

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People,
they hide it well,
their fears and sorrows
as they lie there in the dark
thinking constantly of them
like a rain of dying leaves,
yet the tree never goes dormant,
leaves always falling
endlessly.
The shower cries a little more with
them in it…
The tissues strewn across the floor
like  bombs gone off in a mind field.
The tension in the eyes, tight
like a highwire act…
Balancing, every balancing.
Survival.
It’s in them..
for the alternative cannot
be looked at.
Life.
It’s a wonderful state of mind
when you truly let it in.
That allowance for the little things
That smile,
That laugh,
A tender moment.
They only come once.
Don’t hide that as
well.
by Philip Wardlow 2015umbrellas
Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work, The EROTIC ZONE

Her – A poem

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Her

 

Her ~

 

Her nature is fluid

a whisper

a scream

a jest

A consistent wanting

ever disguised.

How to cope with her?

Ha!

Now that is a trick question!

You do not cope.

You do not endure.

You do not wish.

Simply be,

like a kite in the wind

letting your tail be your anchor

as the breeze blows,

keeping you aloft.

Floating upon her currents.

You fly…

higher

and higher.

Never questioning

why

as you  just enjoy the ride.

 

 

by Philip Wardlow 2015

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

I could say – A poem

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I could say ~
I could say
I have been wrongedBag
ten times over
and it drove me
creeping to the
state I am.
Punches came
Inflicted,
Left, Right, from you
from her, him,
from within.
I could say that…
But I knew.
I saw all the punches
coming,
and I just stood there.
and took it
That punch, then that one, and another
and the pain came.
It seems to like me
and I’m addicted
to it
Until I feel nothing else
but.
I could say I should
have bobbed and weaved
danced and played
with my opponent (s)
Been more of a fighter
than just a bag.
I could say a lot but
I can’t because my
lip is swollen shut
So I am waiting for it to heal
Then we’ll see
what I’ll say.
Philip Wardlow 2015
Inquiring Minds, The EROTIC ZONE

Now – A Poem

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Ahug

Now~ 

Embracing the fear
The thrill
The escape
Adrenaline rush
Skin warming
You
Your body
Wanted
Must have
Now
No waiting
Whos watching
Who may watch
I dont fucking care
Just bend over
Now

By Philip Wardlow 2015