Rock art
love used to live
in the presence of the river
red handprint
Poems on the topic: love
Poems on the topic “love” on Poets.by.
Medicine dream
in a dream a doctor
made me drink
any bear may heal
which is to say love
and that being ended
time
To have and to hold
a pair of hands
could love very well
all felt and feel
end and band
how her hands ask
always to marry
always to live
and have 20 other things
Convenience
love if convenient
would be high treason
a peace made on disadvantageous terms
with break-up and feud
a room is the last
enemy to all the world
falling from time
into desire
no hand or pinion
full of consequence
should crowd into
such a hole
Looking back
night calls me to myself
an earful of old pain
two loves have I
and only one pocket
arson is a pretty house
with ingenious chemistry
Rumiesque
I value nothing
more than error
desire life before
the service of courage
the old must suspect
that the mad motions of the heart
serve no purpose
but love or hatching
the sudden motion of a cellar door
long kept locked
and half the wine drunk
as a remedy
Slow dance
is my knee red
which hand is handsome
alone with each other
we begin to learn to dance
for two to pray
being one is holy
February idyll
a couple of ducks content to eat
in the cold wind
this ache is my Valentine
Late love song
the beauty of her naked neck
I admire it as we eat
she loves horses
and I am in pain from riding
I have lived
a very orderly life
a cook may find my heart
too old and hard
Grandiloquent
a most troublesome fellow my head
aching to have the world
and knot it up
seeing all the disorder of desire
as a wing for love
Pas de deux
We dance
on one leg
and dine together on a tongue.
Who is going to lay up
a box of rich things?
Who is enlarging his horse?
We walk
on glass stairs
to sudden fortune or to love
and make the best stories,
the most pleasant stories—
how on such
a night as this
she and I found some trivial business
and took occasion
to go to bed.
Missing
I walk up
and down and miss
everything that passes:
love
and water
and her troubled mind.
The treaties
which made me laugh.
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