Poems on the topic: war

Poems on the topic “war” on Poets.by.

AngryDave Bonta

Taking the field

with nothing else we give the general a field for the soldiers to lie in like played cards
AngryDave Bonta

Warmonger

In bed, the war and I agree to wed— a different drink for my wick. I gain entertainment, a trench, and some talk of head fanatic, no honor—a hat pulled down.
SadDave Bonta

War correspondence

I found a war every morning, a falling out, a field men killed friends and brothers for, stopped like a seal in a well.
AngryDave Bonta

Peace plan

We rose early for bullets; one flew off. The mouth of the gun should beg to eat and learn all languages, not smoke and be so illiterate as to welcome absence.
AnxiousDave Bonta

Post-traumatic

The war found a root at my supper table— no manners but a cruel music.
SadDave Bonta

Veteran

In the war, my honor died. Why give to those people and deny to others? If I could come home to my wife… I sat with my hurt, all out of Sundays.
ContemplativeDave Bonta

The end of history

Noon came by appointment after the war and stayed till late. I see what it is: another night.
AngryDave Bonta

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.
ContemplativeDave Bonta

Silent drunk

I lost my labor to the war, my time to bed, my place to a store of wine. What a sad story! I make one good thing: a great quiet.
AnxiousDave Bonta

Proverbial (6)

Char a bass and be glad. The pater noster yesterday; war today. Vexed to eat, vexed to be.
ContemplativeDave Bonta

Nonviolence

I answer a word as red as war with play. We can act like puppets, or be content to be.

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