Michael Philips


Michael Philips Poems

1. Quitting 3/4/2005
2. Go Ahead, Call Me A Pig, I’ve Heard Worse 11/17/2005
3. Instructions For Cheerleaders 10/3/2005
4. Rebirth 5/23/2005
5. Shostakovich In Nebraska 9/13/2005
6. Song Of The Peeping Tom 1/12/2005
7. Mid-Air Mattress 2/3/2006
8. I’ll Still Be Dead 8/9/2005
9. City Planning 2/22/2005
10. Prepare For Landing 6/30/2005
11. Evolutionary Chart 7/14/2005
12. Eulogy Instructions 8/11/2005
13. The Idiot's Funeral 8/17/2005
14. Birth Of Punk Rock 7/9/2005
15. Julie’s Excommunication 3/1/2005
16. Don’t Be Cruel 12/10/2005
17. Song Of Burma 4/11/2005
18. Forgetting About John Fahey 4/10/2006
19. The Woman With The Woodpecker Laugh 5/19/2006
20. Photocopy Of Guernica 8/9/2006
21. Crossing State Lines 8/25/2006
22. A Proverb Of Evolution 9/25/2006
23. My Munch’s Scream Experience 10/10/2006
24. Normally I Hate Sports 10/11/2006
25. Car Wreck On The Old Coast Road 10/11/2006
26. Directions For Navigating An Art Opening 7/6/2007
27. Melody The Comptroller 1/22/2008
28. The Oh So Pleasant Dick From The Neighborhood Association 8/12/2008
29. So Very Sorry For The Family 12/3/2008
30. Conquistadors 3/28/2006
31. How To Create The Perfect Poem 3/17/2008
32. Adios Suburbs, Hola Suburbs 7/6/2007
33. Long Term Care 8/22/2006
34. Tango Stupido 4/12/2006
35. My Whole Family Is Dysfunctional 9/13/2005
36. The Best Dumplings In The World 10/14/2005
37. The Peace Train 10/9/2005
38. No Hands Restaurant, Hanoi 11/28/2005
39. The Lost Poems Of Fidel Castro 8/28/2007
40. Do Not Resuscitate 9/1/2005
Best Poem of Michael Philips

Bad Art

I set off a stink bomb
At the art opening of bad art.
It was funny how everyone started
Looking around as if they
Would somehow be able to see the smell.
People began fanning their faces
With their programs and an Asian
Woman actually held her nose.
When they discovered I was the culprit
They roughly escorted me out
Of the gallery and the owner told me what I
Did was adolescent and stupid.
I said the smell was only bad
In his subjective mind – who’s to say what’s
A good smell and what’s a bad smell? But
He had already gone
Back inside to help ...

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Naming The Boat

When we first bought the boat
My dad was focused on the rigging
The types and locations of winches and cleats
The sizes of the genoas and spinnakers
Making sure all halyards routed back to the cockpit
My attention was on coming up with a name
How about Clytemnestra?
I liked the sound of it
Like a bird taking flight from its nest

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