wph

wph

VT

16 years old

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  • Poetry

    By wph

    Pliocene Morning

    There was a collapsed star.

    There was light at the very end of a cave.

    There was lightning that struck a tree.

    There was a baby born

    With a slightly bigger skull, one day.

     

  • Poetry

    By wph

    Final Bow of the Puppets

    The humans are out there taking their bows in the light where the world can see.

     

    We are piled up, 

    cold and immobile on the floor as the green room light fills 

  • Poetry

    By wph

    Pre-Cambria

    All the little animals swam up to feel the air that day.

    They danced in the water like they never had before.

    I know they did.

     

  • Poetry

    By wph

    Night Machine

    Downstairs in the kitchen

    Stars are great wheels in a machine sky.

    Heaven is above in the metal dome.

     

    You pour yourself a cup of Water.

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