Against nature
Unseasonable light:
war, arson,
a city.
Poems on the topic: war
Poems on the topic “war” on Poets.by.
Armistice
Twenty-five ships, and we could not
make an end of Monday.
On land, we met with castles.
Our rest was troubled.
I mourn the death of my bed.
Sic Transit
All alone, the table—
a plain thing of perfect service—
fell into neglect.
Ignorant how things go,
I fear war, not time.
Peacenik
I commission the navy:
get a dolphin drunk
and marry her
in place of war.
Resolve again to see
home and bed.
Self-Reflection
Me: my extreme business.
I see my father, that wit,
the war with chance.
My lord Me, we turn.
Warp
War is a roar, a Vive le Roi
from one to another possessed servant
with the king’s lips.
The speakers suffer nothing more
than to be loyal, dutiful, faithful
and obedient ninepins.
No place to belong to,
every man is clerk of the signet.
Minister and army tell me
that pain is a present.
The Pen is Mightier
I dispatch a colonel with a pen,
no treaty to commend him.
How quiet he is!
I dine on a great oar, pay
their servant to row
and rest my mouth.
Eclipsed
The Lord, a lamb;
the sun, nothing—
a sheep’s head
with a war bark,
a public hatch,
sad money,
or a hand with
a high fever.
Digger
West wind on the marsh.
A general in the wars
out getting vines to pot.
Conflicts of interest
a field is in love with the sea
as a ship is with land
where will we make war
guided by lies
where finish the hanging
or withdraw
Grave
I love gravity above
any lazier talk
war is a strange church
it filled all the pews
in time to prove
the last prophet of ice
Billionaire blues
lock into order in order to war
go after tar and oil
eat money
change into lead
O pain of my pain
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