Poems on the topic: fear

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

AnxiousDave Bonta

Travelogue

A broad place. I find hope and a hasty thorn according to custom. A prince and all his nobles look over my papers in my mind. The state stands for fear for my pictures my buying.
AnxiousDave Bonta

Fear of a white planet

my old friend my old acquaintance my strange table the sea is white as ice
CheerfulDave Bonta

Police report

Captain Cock is an able man but his gifts are little—all talk— and he continues to be afraid of the holster.
AnxiousDave Bonta

Dosage

In bed, swelling, I measure a little fear, observe exactly the custom of the mind at night.
AnxiousDave Bonta

Homily

I am the traveler, what I drink, I know not— a fox all night in fear of being perceived.
AnxiousDave Bonta

Seasick

Done with captain and lighthouse, I am a hook. I once knew a fish, a scholar at the pint, who gave out “fen” as a home for fear of the power of the sea.
AngryDave Bonta

Civilian

To the office. I advise about hanging the poor. I miss the army— robbing, laying out fear, breaking the world.
AnxiousDave Bonta

Closet

I examine my head and find a closet: a boy’s clothes, mischief and a candle, a great fear.
DreamyDave Bonta

The Good Life

If that itch my fear would die, I could have a fine dinner, put my papers in order, lie carelessly with my wife and walk in the garden.
AnxiousDave Bonta

In Seething Lane

I find the worst fears. I shuffle out to the yard with my dish and cup and speak to the sun like a clock or a bare window.
AnxiousDave Bonta

Heart Attack

A great knocking in me and I am down, I am wood. Hopes have to be settled on shore, but the water being almost at low water, fear is sure. I urge the surgeon on, my heart heavy for not hearing my heart.
AnxiousDave Bonta

Premonitory

Things against my going: the rain, a great deal of paper, the wind in the marsh. Oy. I chose the saddest color for a melancholy mother and had a fear I should see my house full of swords.

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