Glutton for punishment
This ice I eat
will see my belly grow
dangerous as
a great master,
exceeding every me.
Cheerful poems
Cheerful poems — a collection of the best works on PoemShip.
Aphorism
The greatest art men make, they eat.
Budget traveller
We tell money
how to serve us without money:
on any given road,
several businesses and a bed.
Feast day
I put six spoons
of silver in my pocket
and looked for dinner
in the garden and on my plate
till a great butter-woman
filled our bellies
with horses and with dirt.
Ab ovo
I broke an egg
and found therein
a broad water, a fleet,
a little room of which
I am very glad.
Polder
Waters deaf as the land
are given to wool—
overtaken by the Dutch
and built upon.
The greatest shower of rain
made a new hat.
Slow boat
The men drag
their galley in a gully,
thinking to go to sea,
but give over and row on shore.
It was pleasant to see
with judges on the benches
going all afternoon
in the garden.
Tone deaf
A lamb to change
into a bagpipe,
like angel to wife:
I sing in my chamber.
Home economics
To talk about money
is to get a purse to carry sea.
I only work
for good bacon.
I find my head in wine
and therefore hope.
Cogma
I work with pleasure.
Near an end of work,
I burn to give
satisfaction
to the company.
Take me.
Make me.
Immortals of the Wine Cup
A red-faced divinity, the fool
who won a quart of sack.
He and I talk beauty
till we’re both angry,
then walk in the fields.
Steerage
Early to walk
up and down the ship—
here with nothing but the most
epicure-like going.
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