Participant observer
church pew filled
with her confidence
and my eye on
the wing
a voyage in good company
and me
Poems on the topic: church
Poems on the topic “church” on Poets.by.
Charlatanity
how empty is the church
of the body
further and further from the red
road of a ready tongue
to make every part presently dead
grow strange
Stop light
drink is the red
light of my life
at church-time
the many hands of trees
fill my pockets
full of filberts
Divisive
church of war
like a mad rose
divided we only gratify
this or that god
give us more of the same
half-lives
Soothsayer
foretelling the present
I stay sensible of misery
the straits we are in
like the keeper of a church in the heart
where we garden all alone
Benighted
night pretty as a burnt church
beyond all oratory
preaches like Ecclesiastes
the days of darkness shall be many
all that cometh is vanity
and I take water
and a bitter little sin to bed
Turning
where we go to church
leaves turning
the north is like a mordant
for our wine-laden loss
Finding
my find was nothing but a stone
nothing but forgetfulness
and so to church to own
a little sin
Big love
I am big
like a declaration of war
or a laugh in church
but you
must have somebody
and therefore care for
that sum of others
that I am
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
Lowered expectations
I miss the ordnance in hope
turn as far as the peak
and so home to church
and a ham supper
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
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