Gedichten over het onderwerp: order

Gedichten over het onderwerp “order” op Poets.by.

DromerigDave Bonta

Fishing

where I fish where the fish course and eat we fall into greater order into a music
DromerigDave Bonta

Sleeping on it

lay long talking about order a rose collecting an alphabet night perfected at night
PeinzendDave Bonta

Enclosure

The contrivance of the door—square and blind—and behind the door the air of office or lodgings take a view of desire and turn it into order, which is so bitter a house.
VerdrietigDave Bonta

Consumer

I make nothing but order, get things ready against the ivy, a grave jealous of the kitchen. I was so satisfied, I wept. Give me a good reason for being.
PeinzendDave Bonta

Risk assessment

the rich fear too great a liberty hands singing in the fields without calling God to make a new ground without the price of order bound up in a book
VrolijkDave Bonta

Hands

my hands all morning meet to put things in order grow fat with content and love a falling out like the lord and lady of a nothing little town
VrolijkDave Bonta

Proverbial (9)

I tell my mind to the barber, put things in order to go away.
PeinzendWallace Stevens

Anecdote of the Jar

I placed a jar in Tennessee, And round it was, upon a hill. It made the slovenly wilderness Surround that hill. The wilderness rose up to it, And sprawled around, no longer wild. The jar was round upon the ground And tall and of a port in air. It took dominion everywhere. The jar was gray and bare. It did not give of bird or bush, Like nothing else in Tennessee.