Hypersomnia
clock with a looseness
at several times
so fear of day’s fire
made me call for ash
so sleep papers over
my morning
Poems on the topic: ash
Poems on the topic “ash” on Poets.by.
Holy warrior
a tumor of religion
resolving to die at absolute noon
the fire plots to bury light
in ash
Resistance
to inconvenience an enemy
I will not remove my own head
people pray
for a head with good countenance
a light head
ordinary as a horse
but a foot
committed to ignorance
does as much good as
a burning head
but I make new words
of ash and trouble
Day planner
a clock dark with tocking
cold ash of an afternoon
I keep poor company
End of days
church was so terrible
my wife and I slept most
of the afternoon together
preparing for ash
Loner
ash for my wages
my being much alone
like any art that children learn
the only business
of the heart will in time be
the present
Sailor’s knot
having lived great lies
on board two or three ships
I go back and find the way home
to be this very ash
In lieu of flowers
as constant as doubt
the necessity of an everyday curse
though the devil must have patience
tomorrow is for ash and forgetting
and being a poet
he cannot stay an hour
100% post-consumer
make me a head
that will let me see where I am
out of books and hope
use a history of arson
to turn me to ash
Immortal bird
mouth gone down
towards the owl
she makes us see our passing
is common as ash
fine hands over the night
sing of what we serve
the stuff and flutter of living
more than others
Nimrod
who on a hunt
would not be wooed by lions
I never could have thought
there had been upon earth
a man so little curious
the world is all cards and ash
Emptying
in some mathematical vision
we proceed by striving to find a void
quick pleasures and sharp agonies
turn into art after a time
who at the burial of lust
could forbear being ash
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