Above and Beyond
My cousin snow and my father rain
come with a letter from
my brother the angel:
Buy others a home, look after workmen,
trouble the parliament.
Cheerful poems
Cheerful poems — a collection of the best works on PoemShip.
Pub Crawler
I go home to din and wit
as sin to church.
Here, walk with me.
Tell me we all like to lose.
Proverbial (1)
Chance is a rogue: my clothes tore.
I saw no peace, my wife being impatient to buy it.
A rabbit and lobster desire to marry, it is said.
Fishy
I take the king’s picture
and make it speak:
Pay me in kindness.
A lamb is not glad
to fetch money.
Even our accounts
with wine and anchovies.
W-less
My books fit my mind,
a music beyond imagination.
But a thief stole a letter—
the last W—
to send to his son.
Bequest
Give the day my made-up noon;
give dinner to the sun.
Give the apothecary
the use of the sea
and the sea, my velvet coat.
Drinking Alone
Where to find good company?
My father’s a pint of sack
and I a weak sea.
I bark in Latin
at a dozen bottles of wine.
Gifts
I took my wife a friar’s coat,
a most fine cloth and a rich lace,
troubled money and a kind mouth,
a ship and a captain coming from sea—
the loveliest that ever I saw—
to look after her little bitch, which was just a-whelping.
Nothingness
Nothing but water and the half moon.
Give us wine
and anchovies
and many strange evasions
to life and bed.
Khayyamesque
Lord’s day. My Lord preached:
“To whom much is given, of him
much is required.”
I took her to my Lord’s wine garden
where I was exceeding free with her
and she free as me.
Defogging
Agog at the morning mist,
I met the sun at the gate
where a barber trimmed me.
Visitant
A golden eagle in the street
between Fetter Lane and Shoe Lane.
Six clerks sing to it about Creation.
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