Beached
a folly of hot hips
laid out on sand
joy thin
as a late supper
Poems on the topic: supper
Poems on the topic “supper” on Poets.by.
Halfway house
so tender and melancholy
they cry like a child
on meeting with civil discourse
at the halfway house
but the poor souls at supper
fall out about saying grace
Futures trading
the farmers of chance eat for nothing
every man intent upon his belly
satisfied by the offer of
a good cuff on the chops
as full as a leopard
known to take heart at a great supper
Anatomy of melancholy
her physique is cut stone
a feast of disorders
I am a new cook
but will be nothing by morning
my heart must be
a missed supper in her diet
Believer
I think that I should believe so I believe
every other day
in death
I admire that nothing
a plain picture hung on the wall
but I believe too in kindness
and a little talk
and a great deal of supper
Austerity measures
Alone, I went
to church in a stone
and went home to a car
to go five or six days
to supper.
Takeout
a door in the door
taking occasion to complain
of the supper
Reporter
Back home to
a heap of cards,
ink and pen my supper
and good night.
Re/creation
I work at leisure—
a holy war.
I have bought all my own
pleasures and so
proceed in a supper of ash,
ourselves a dish.
Piscine
In the old snow, a fin,
a life-like fish.
I am my papers, like a house
where there was but
one supper.
Owl
Into an ear of owl
night fell,
ecclesiastical,
with great pain and love
for his supper.
Grieving
My great grief
is an insufferably simple supper,
a rough kingdom.
It will not come
to much.
Describe a feeling — we’ll find a poem
Or try: