Cheerful poems

Cheerful poems — a collection of the best works on PoemShip.

CheerfulDave Bonta

Wild life

like blood in the body I have no real birthday I see light go through the street and dance as all men do a wild life is whole and wells up like a Lent fling abominable and rich
CheerfulDave Bonta

Fitness

to dine well is to live I will be fit as an urn
CheerfulDave Bonta

Bit parts

feet know how to love the land hands having a way to be rich turn to design I discover a cod’s head in my manuscript
CheerfulDave Bonta

Social climbers

I was the same plain man with a king’s head ordinary as meat at a cook’s house but my lady would not suffer me to go into the garden in her hand one orange for my feast
CheerfulDave Bonta

On holiday

the office is a reproach that I block out so different at a distance like a laugh in the night
CheerfulDave Bonta

Diplomacy

who as ambassadors will not have a treaty with time be it one day only in a closet of pleasant talk the wine cellar where we do business the pit where we kiss like people of ice
CheerfulDave Bonta

Notes on the office of hope

the officers of hope sleep sitting up understand one another with ease after five or six glasses of wine take a little crying above all mirth and in the presence of the young play at playing
CheerfulDave Bonta

Vicar

proud of my pretty hands I play a wise man give husband to wife with my two copies of a book
CheerfulDave Bonta

Valor

soldiers make way for a swan that high rattle
CheerfulDave Bonta

Vita aquatica

all go by water talk to the water desire to get in water a dress of ten thousand hands the water received the water and they made a great deal of joy this day I left my harp for a city of herring
CheerfulDave Bonta

Talk like a pirate

The sea, to our great wonder, is a well. Captain, tell me stories of cards playing cards, money that lost money, greed made a creed. O talk high of France for a fine country, the tavern for a parliament staid in talk.
CheerfulDave Bonta

Family night

My mother’s cursing and swearing take possession of the heads in the hall. The dog and I play at theater, dancing, hungry for want of dinner.

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