Meditative
sitting makes me an anchor
alone in a desert
open to a joy beyond myself
that I see as water
and me with my captain
settled in port
Poems on the topic: joy
Poems on the topic “joy” on Poets.by.
Stoner
getting high I fear
I have made myself
debtor to joy
like some question I discharge
into the quiet
All-American drug
coffee is our new speed
joy in 100 pieces
but none at the price of a journey
to a thin bed
Beached
a folly of hot hips
laid out on sand
joy thin
as a late supper
Joy
joy is a swan in the mind
a door open to anything
a psalm against money
the night fox
Full vs. empty
joy is a summons
to dine on fat
I fear the children of discontent
busy setting papers in order till late
night new-laced with night
24-hour diner
lips after a sandwich beyond all shame
stop for a stew
some of the best parts of joy
are contrary to faith
O that infinite mouth
what will be the end of it
I wish for a change
there were no last supper
Small ode
wholly to coffee I owe
my joy in small things
this black sage favoring
a free mind
Investor
in order to put my house in order
now the joy is all
in my issue
money giving me money for my money
like hands of one color
for every god
Rider
talking about her horses
all morning
a joy in her step
Shortcut
A man with feathers was in quest
of a kite, but through want of time
was taken up by joy.
High words would have been better,
but all the company was dancing
and tumbling, vexed about joy.
The Inward Park
I look for joy and find a garden,
walk in the park endeavoring
to get into the inward park,
carry people over
through the common bed.
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