Poèmes sur le thème : walk

Poèmes sur le thème « walk » sur Poets.by.

ContemplatifDave Bonta

Out walking

in the woods I found good company everyone was absent as a drunk present as an old sign I spoke one word and away home
ContemplatifDave Bonta

Learning curve

after measuring all inches in a foot I learn to walk after my appointment with the door I stand still and suffer no discontent
JoyeuxDave Bonta

Sea dog

wild eloquence translated into dog a walk by the sea
ContemplatifDave Bonta

Harbor

I walk with my old dog to see a seal— no words all our way home
AnxieuxDave Bonta

Walking dead

I walk alone seeing the fine ladies there humming to myself I fear I am dead under my clothes
AnxieuxDave Bonta

Sunday walker

Night welling up at noon, I walk west and hear a poor, dry sermon in a reed. I walk home to see who might hang himself.
TristeDave Bonta

Purchase

I carry a private trouble on a walk: a new coin, good in the stamp and bad in the money. I have my dinner with it— hard and cold.
ContemplatifDave Bonta

Pinnipedestrian

Kin to the seal, I walk beyond the version of the sea I am.
RomantiqueDave Bonta

Husbandry

O my fat found wife to walk with! In, in I walk.
JoyeuxDave Bonta

The Kiss

What is a kiss? A pair of silk stockings. A light blue supper. A pleasant walk. A fine pain. The king’s coming. A good foundation for Latin. The absence of I.
JoyeuxDave Bonta

Sedentary

My seat pleases me, but not to stand and walk. A hard matter is pleasure.