Poems on the topic: hope

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

Any author

With audio

Sort

Dave Bonta

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

Dave Bonta

Low-information voter

I have put on my hope and voted against sand hindered from sleep hardly able to open eyes I look at any road and see no road nothing is now out of the way but I am resolved to drive

Dave Bonta

Slumming it

at this end of town we talk highly of hope thousands out of land have gone into the country of want as we increase and get money which sweetens all things

Dave Bonta

Notes on the office of hope

the officers of hope sleep sitting up understand one another with ease after five or six glasses of wine take a little crying above all mirth and in the presence of the young play at playing

Dave Bonta

Schooling

Alone in the garden of little hopes, I tell the light to be herrings and come in good time.

Dave Bonta

Home economics

To talk about money is to get a purse to carry sea. I only work for good bacon. I find my head in wine and therefore hope.

Dave Bonta

Hope and Doubt

I dine with hope and doubt in a coat of velvet. Half moon, half dark, we sing bass and treble.

Dave Bonta

Dogged

Uncouth as a spaniel, I work all afternoon at hope. Pleasure me. Let out the cat in my heart.

Dave Bonta

Banking

I put a hat on for the flock. They go so high that others fall, so high that they deceive, and I am so low that I am not able to escape, my troubled hopes made even with my money.

Dave Bonta