Natural piety
who was I being too free
in the city of desire
before having anything in my head
when my belly was it
like the raw ground in fields
wanton with sun and sleep
Poems on the topic: sleep
Poems on the topic “sleep” on Poets.by.
Jetlagged
long ear
long eye
open for an hour
I drowse of necessity
I wake for the same
grace of God
Mutable
I am plausible in my art
but I rust
I pass so much time
full of sleep
Protestant work ethic
a blank
for me to fill
is a great venture to venture
my service my brother my wife my God
my profits my money my chest my life
my sleep
Interloper
in this cold rose
a moth
having a sleep
Song of decay
dead before we die
the decay sweet as nightlife
singing without sleep
in the mutinous body
Writing life
morning is the best poem
afternoon papers it over
all settled things must break in pieces
I believe in my sleep
waked in the night by snoring
I laugh to recollect it
Difficult sleeper
sleep is as much trouble
as any place to go to
pretty but disordered
making us stay so long
a hole full of company
they bore and bore
which makes me lodge
in my own amber
Somnolent
all morning at the cotton
shop of sleep
I several times nod
in the middle of my letters
Stiff
I pay as much as any
for her deep eye
but not to be known
no I am buried in it
then who will see me
asleep with mouth open
am I the whore here
my desire full of convenience
Death of the amateur
I walk the streets with nothing
to do but think outside
I weather myself
so sleepy I cannot hold open my eyes
and must be buried
in some profession
R.E.M.
I sleep like a boat
touching the fish
without any thought going
through the dark water
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