Poems on the topic: church

Poems on the topic “church” on Poets.by.

ContemplativeDave Bonta

Back garden

business done you turn into the garden green and dark asking questions of travel answered in words of night like a lover or a church
CheerfulDave Bonta

Lowered expectations

I miss the ordnance in hope turn as far as the peak and so home to church and a ham supper
SadDave Bonta

Assignations

we met nightly in that church red with need to free our hands of death building only to go bust holding on blessed as a swan in the palace our last words washed out with the rain
ContemplativeDave Bonta

Global positioning

cold full of doors not so much a church as a paper chamber I place myself in the world among books and spoons a box leased for my office sin and prayers
ContemplativeDave Bonta

Serv/ice

ice is at the core of an afternoon church I drew a sun with as little a prayer as a top
ContemplativeDave Bonta

Time keeper

church can cloy but not a clock and so I pray to be true now give them some toy but my aim is thin
SadDave Bonta

Theodicy

a black mist of pain more than most believe church after church seems to hate me
ContemplativeDave Bonta

Closeted

I could not go to church except in my closet wing of my evening up with that cold cold eye
AngryDave Bonta

Crusaders

business is a holy urge no thought or weakness our guns went all off and from church to church bonfires made of prayer
SadDave Bonta

End of days

church was so terrible my wife and I slept most of the afternoon together preparing for ash
AngryDave Bonta

Hood

beer and cheer and howl form a neighborhood the company of kin and others a bland plenty but so much hurt in an ugly mouth that sings like a glass ruin of the church so hard to banish all nonconformists

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