Taking pains
I have survived the winter pain
the wind pain
the wish pain
but I find I cannot write
without a pain great as two stones
or a rusted bed
Poems on the topic: pain
Poems on the topic “pain” on Poets.by.
Fire dream
I was the fire
dreaming of some accident
I could feel them
look into me
going out
I was not my pain
lying down
I made a full rose
After reading
all the books
continuing in me
other matters colors pains
are my own
and near
Iritis
day and my eye
ill still
pain plain as
an ember in amber
Emotion vs. insight
a red rave is good
seeming to be an art
to ice all pain
but ink comes only
from the night
Old, blue
old and in pain
I would bring my heart
ugly as the mother of a wound
to you
like the sea alone with a captain
in the middle of a sound sleep
Gunman
this gun is afraid
of trouble and pain
my bad temper
reading and art
the company of a rose
I talk with it in a whole lexicon of blood
Masochist
I believe in pain
a rose of stone in the lower back
I break an oar
in I know not what
great water
Theodicy
a black mist of pain
more than most believe
church after church seems
to hate me
Resting place
her grave lost in the garden
has been a serviceable friend
a false teaching which eases pain
water in my eyes
Marl
road lost in a field
lost in marl
a wound is my cure for anything
though it may ooze now and then
out with a tooth
having been in pain all day
I am raw
and old as the earth
Stranded
with my heart of a captain
pain is freight I have set down
at noon to the wood
a tract of masts
and the hard land like a merchant
without any receipt
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