Message in a bottle
The sea is given
our letter relating the bad
condition of the money,
and it is well received.
I lie to God
but not to the rain,
my mind full of money—
a little green chamber.
Poems on the topic: sea
Poems on the topic “sea” on Poets.by.
Shore leave
A port to drink in.
The fish left my head
and hands to
their sea of mischief.
Hill country
A road of dirt and ash.
Deep in a hollow, a woman
resembling the sea,
considerable and weary.
Oceanologist
I do not yet understand the sea.
A cunning fellow
can put on several faces,
but what world is this
without dissimulation
to meet a cliff and laugh?
Wine-dark sea
The sea is great company
but poor entertainment.
We go out
all in mourning,
believing it a sermon and a pall.
Displaced
Dying
and desire
come to me
in other things.
I am falling into
a white sea, I am
fierce as ivy and very
big with child.
I expect to live
but continue
in pain.
So.
Mariner
The road called me,
a dog followed me,
but trouble came to my house.
Tomorrow I am to wait upon the sea.
Conch shell
Like a speechless opera
or dust in ladies’ hair,
the hiss of the sea.
Resident
I have nothing here that is mine.
I have room.
I have the sea.
Listen
No purse, the ear
will know
what to do.
Sometimes at sea,
a great loss
would go away on the wind
in the quiet of things.
Dispatch from the front
This day is ash.
The war continues, and the sea
takes a body that was
a person in the land.
The shore sang,
a messenger from tomorrow.
Landlocked
The business of the town
is going to sea, which
it pleased God to lay out
in the absence of wine
or ships, a lead foot
setting forth for France
and a mind to stay longer
before they go.
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