Poèmes sur le thème : war

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

JoyeuxDave Bonta

Shit talker

how is a foul mouth to be remedied fit for every war and after- dinner blow-up out with his absent truth and his white fish-belly big as a blemish on the night
TristeDave Bonta

Casualty

the war was hard to fit into a silk coat how many possess a cry and never a body and find it burdensome to continue to see
AnxieuxDave Bonta

Battlefield

do not hug too hard in a tent keep warm at night we go to war to lie with butchers the green or blue sound of the field some deep wound calling you down
En colèreDave Bonta

For god and country

joy giving other instructions gives me the building of a ship I soon understand how the war had a lying use
JoyeuxDave Bonta

Congressman

measure me for a black suit full of yesterday’s pleasure I shall do business with loss and war till my eyes begin to fail and I begin to take a rat home to supper
AnxieuxDave Bonta

Industrial revolution

war comes from the east black like the bird who takes sad children the city conquered play I have not lived but to fight
JoyeuxDave Bonta

Hat wearer

a hat I had for every matter a hat for show a hat for wind a hat for peace a hat for war a hat for doing hurt and a hat for this rain keeping me company till night
En colèreDave Bonta

Fricassee

here comes war an old order resolving questions about faction and protest against the body a war will not be true a fricassee of notions and information I eat every day to ease my mind
En colèreDave Bonta

Bombing for peace

I smell ugly money on the other side of murder they promising security secure a cave made by hand like wind in a paper country this business of war
JoyeuxDave Bonta

Outcome

up the morning stairs to war with my wife the tang of peace
TristeDave Bonta

PTSD

I work to carry several heavy things a lie the war that violent red map in my gut enough to have killed me my wife in bed shifting doubtful of my hurt
TristeDave Bonta

Ballad of a bastard

poor child of God knows what war poor beast flinging off friends and everything that is good poor wind and poor sordid water poor wife forced to go to court