We are known for our football, bratwurst, and beer,
Iridescent blue lakes with fresh waters, crystal clear,
Summer's sun blazes hot enough to make skin burn,
Cheese producing dairy farms are around every turn,
Our bright autumn leaves change their colors with ease,
Near spring, the scent of lilac floats upon the breeze,
Snowy winters, with temperatures below zero degrees,
In our green forests, raccoons and deer have a home,
Near the roadside, wildflowers grow wherever you roam.
Harley-Davidson was born, where the eagles fly free,
Wisconsin is as close to heaven, as home can be.
Kim Merryman's contest - "Tell Me About Where You're From"
Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2014
How heavenly the haven of my long-past youth.
Overflowing feelings of joy I came to know.
Melancholy melted midst the mirth of my family.
Embraced by love, I knew that I could face the world.
Safety lay within the walls of this sanguine sanctuary.
Warmth and a wealth of goodness too would follow me.
Everything I needed in my early education was provided.
Encouraged by parents and siblings, I have memories to keep
Throughout my life because of home sweet home.
Hope will never die no matter where I roam, for
Only those we truly love remain forever in our hearts.
Moments pass so quickly. That’s mortality!
Eternity will find me home again with family.
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016
Happy is the family who makes a house a home,
One that holds within its walls, all those special
Moments of love and rich laughter shared with
Everyone who crosses through our opened door.
Sanctuary of comfort that welcomes me home,
Whether I've been away for one day or a year.
Elegantly furnished it may not appear to some
Eyes, but as sweet as honey, it always is to me.
Thankful am I, to have a home to call my own.
Haven of refuge it's been. I pray God keeps me safe
On days of physical, emotional, and spiritual storms.
May I never forget that my home is a blessing that
Enfolds my family beneath the strength of its eaves.
January 29, 2016 Home Sweet Home Acrostic Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2016
W eeping fills the hangar as his casket is brought out,
E mbraced by Old Glory's colors, a fitting soldier's shroud.
L oved one's hearts are shattered, future hopes, dreams are crushed;
C omrades in arms salute him, adding a bittersweet touch.
O verwhelming grief consumes those left behind,
M eaningless words, platitudes spoken to be kind.
E arnest tales of bravery told of him who died.
H eavy with emotion, a nation shares regrets,
O ffering condolences to those who won't forget.
M any a brave soldier has been welcomed home this way.
E nding future ventures, they've come home to stay.
Entered in Susan Burch's Little Viewed Jewels contest.
Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2011
hindered thoughts of childhood
often elude my mind
memories come in fragments now
escaping through corners of eyes
sometimes i see you in dreams
waiting for you to reach out
emotionless i speak
eager for one last touch
till you fade again
home is but a memory
of a father's love and devotion
mother's lullabies fading in time
eternally gone from all but mind
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2016
Another day passes yet here I stand
Home is somewhere that my heart can land
Open your eyes and you shall see
Unleash your spirit and learn to be free.
Sometimes the world just beats me down
Everything vanishes and no one’s around
I don’t understand why this happens to me
Seeing then understanding seems to be key.
Now that my heart knows where to go
Only one thing I shall need to know
Today will pass regardless of what I do
Another step closer to understanding what’s true.
Home is a place where your heart feels safe
One step closer to reaching this place
Many words are spoken yet few are heard
Everyone knows home is more than a word.
Copyright © Mark Russell | Year Posted 2011
Indian peninsula is not unknown to you,
Not only land its sky is wonderful too.
Diverse in climate and culture and
Indians worship mother - nature.
‘Atithi devo bhav.’ is our code of conduct, this is what scriptures instruct.
My flag – The Tricolour.
Rich religious growth and spirituality.
Incredible beliefs and customs.
Devotion and meditation.
Exotic wildlife and what not.
India has all colors of the rainbow,
Festivals, fun, love and respect have easy flow.
*‘Atithi devo bhav.’ means guest is god.
Third place win in a contest sponsored by Kim Merryman
Topic - Tell Me About Where You're From
Copyright © Archana Garg | Year Posted 2014
~~~ Nanaimo, B.C. ~~~
Nestled in the center of this Pacific isle,
a gem of a city, your heart it will beguile.
Nicest climate in all of our Country fair.
Air fresh from the ocean surrounding us there.
Imagine a city filled with parks all around,
mountains behind us as nature abounds.
Oh, the beauty of this place simply astounds.
Be sure to stop by if you're ever this way.
Chances are you will love it and you'll want to stay.
for Kim Merryman's "Tell Me Where You're From"
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2014
P - Philippines' archipelago: Pearl of the Orient Seas
H - Hospitable "Pinoys" will welcome you with smiling teeth!
I - Inhabited tranquil big or small mountainous to rocky islands
L - Luculent World class beaches: black, brown, pink to white sands
I - Inviting anyone for a wave ride: weight boarding or surfing
P - Party called fiestas on streets are colorful, spectacular and artful
P - Palette of it's cradle provides scenic man - made crafts for tourists
I - Its culture creates a rich gallery of four civilizations
N - Nature's diverse species of fauna, corals! sweetest tropical fruits!
E - Eating - a favorite "must do" for its native to modern delicacies
S - Sense of humor: a contagious alluring trait of Pinoys!
My home country: "a paradise of beauty and fun.."
Let's joyfully explore each islands one by one!
April 07, 2014
Note: Pinoy - local common name for Filipinos
CONTEST: Tell Me About Where You're From
SPONSOR: Kim Merryman
Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2014
H ale lani is the name of our hillside home
O n top of the Waianae mountain range.
M enehunes were known to roam here, often
E nveloped by mysterious misty clouds.
S erenity dwells here now that our keiki have grown
W elcome they are when they return home on
E aster, Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays.
E veryone shares home cooked meals to celebrate.
T imbers grace our mountain's face overlooking the sea below.
H appiness abides because our mo'opuna wahine shares
O ur home. We cherish our growing 'ohana and those precious
M oments when our 'ohana is gathered together again.
E very sunrise I give thanks for our heavenly home.
Hale lani means 'heavenly home' in Hawaiian and is the
name given to our home.
Menehunes are the 'little magical people' of Hawaii
similar to pixies or trolls. Click on the link to read about them.
keiki is the Hawaiian name for child or children
'ohana means family in Hawaiian
mo'opuna wahine means granddaughter in Hawaiian
Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2016
P aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace
Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013
Flamingos pink and perky love wading in the glades,
Lazing on white sand beaches you'll see tourists on display.
Oranges grow in groves off'ring juicy sweet splendor,
Rainy days combust into lightning flash and thunder.
Interesting marine life, such as Manatees, dwell here,
Days of blazing sunshine draw many Snowbirds near.
Alligators do abound - just want to make that clear!
To sum it up, Florida can be a tropical paradise.
A great place to live if you don't like snow and ice.
(For those of you unfamiliar with the term "Snowbirds": It's the nickname for the Northerners
who come spend their winters in Florida's warmer climate)
Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2014
Halcyon memories of days gone by
obstruct me from the rain outside
mother and father's beautiful smiles
emancipate me from the fears of life
Siblings, laughing, playing and fighting
wonderful times of happiness and joy
effervescent sanctuary for growth
ebullient habitat helping me flourish
threshold to the womb of my soul
How I long to be where I belong
originate to a place full of love
my family around supporting me
except, I'm trapped in an orphanage
29 January 2016
Home sweet home-Acrostic - Poetry Contest by John Hamilton
Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016
Heartfelt hugs envelope the soul
Overjoyed reunion circles the mind
Magnetic pull welcomes to come home
Extraordinary warmth gives peace sublime
Satisfying joy uplifts once again
Worthy memories escape the gray
Enticing thoughts circumvent the synapse
Entertains every emotion of love
Taste joy and see that it is good
Harmonious days filled the lives
Outstanding reminiscence in mind's eye
Mesmerizing cognizance lingers still
Ecstatic feelings felt at home sweet home
Inspired by John Hamilton's contest
Written: Sunday January 31, 2016
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2016
H azily, as nightfall glides ,I unlock the front-gate
O verwrought from drills of a riddled job,
M y toes stumble on scented violet buds
E nhancing gripped thoughts to drip-drop away.
S omehow, Mom’s roast chicken trails along
W here piano notes soften the blues… and there,
E merging through a hall; Oh Granpa appears
E ager to spend a ritual of my life’s rhapsody;
T urning my drones into an abode’s breezy song.
H eartfelt jousts ring to nourish time’s warmth,
O ften soothing an outer world, restless… yet this
M erriment flames brightly in this safe refuge,
E ver precious as restful chants of heaven’s lyre.
Contest: Home Sweet Home Acrostic
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2016
N atural beauty that dazzles the eyes
E nveloped by the Alantic ocean it lies
W inters are long with lots of storms
F og so thick it defies the norms
O ffbeat people who like to have fun
U nusal named towns, Dildo is one
N ewfinese slang, a translator you may require
D angerously high winds can sometimes transpire
L oads of tiny islands, over 7000 waiting for you to explore
A bundance of sea food, oil, ice burgs and moose to hunt for
N icknamed 'The Rock', breathtaking mountains and hiking trails to ascend
D are to be 'screeched in' and become an honorary Newf and forever friend
*Screeched in: An initiation ceremony where the person must drink screech rum, kiss a cod and speak some Newfoundland slang.
The participant then becomes on honorary Newfoundlander.
Copyright © Cecilia Macfarlane | Year Posted 2014
Heaven is located behind my front door
orchids of every colour adorn
my lounge; which is my horticultural haven
everywhere you look is blessed with their beauty
So many memories are behind these four
walls where my son spent his childhood days
Everywhere I look there are reminders of him;
even though he has flown the nest
this is always going to be his home
How time has passed so quickly
o ur lives certainly have changed
My home is our special sanctuary
Every day on earth that we remain
Contest: Home Sweet Home
Sponsor John Hamilton
Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016
Home Sweet Home
Home is where your heart resides
Obliging to everyone’s needs
Memories that are made and
Embarrassed with spiritual growth
Shared with sunshine smiles
Warm hearts and hugs
Echoing rooms of children screaming and fighting
Eager to play hide- and- go-seek or camp in a
Tent in the living room pretending their out in the woods
Home is a place where family’s dream of little
Ones spreading their wings
Motivated with enlightening love and
Encouragement a place to feel safe
Home Sweet Home
Contest: Home sweet home-Acrostic
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2016
Grit beneath my feet of strength
Death within a win
To be awarded a metal
In the eyes of sin
My heart is now purple
Ever bleeding red
Nonsense of Pride
Developed in a wars crime
A man whom is not on the field
Never placing his hand on the trigger
Dapples on the grid
Smiling for your lose is his win
Tempered in a flag
Rising up a post
Numbers in which Climb
Grief in a family's cry
Grit is a better word for Character
Rendering Star Spangled Banner
In God we Trust
The Home of the brave!
Copyright © Tiffany Diaz | Year Posted 2016
Travel on our steam railway and step back in time
Historic village at Cregneash it really is divine
Enjoy traditional Manx seafood the ’Queenies’ are sublime
Irish Sea surrounds us with its beautiful coastal paths and craggy cliffs
Sandy beaches see sunbathers and swimmers in the sunshine
‘Lady Isabella’ Laxey’s waterwheel leaves you breathless by its size
Endless rolling green hills and wide-open spaces, it’s a walker’s paradise
Open roads to drive on with no speed limits in places
Fly here or sail and escape to our far-flung shores
Motorcycles whiz around the famous TT course
Amazing scenery delights with breathtaking views
Nowhere on earth I would rather live
Come and visit my homeland by the sea
Lets meet up soon and have a cup of tea
4th April 2014
~submitted to Tell Me About Where You’re From’
Contest sponsored by Kim Merryman ~
Achieved 2nd place in the contest
Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014
Give me that controller, I command with a shout
After this game and don't be a lout
Modern Warfare my dad adores
I know what I like, it's Halo 4
New games and new tactics we must learn swiftly
Gaming's the best on Xbox 360
Copyright © Don McNeil | Year Posted 2013
Home Sweet Home
H appiness is found when the heart is
O pen to kindness and love, giving even
M ore than one receives from others
E ven giving when it's not expected
S pecial moments shared as a family
W hile enjoying a meal or recreation
E ntertaining and being entertained
E njoying each others company using the
T ime shared, bonding and uniting in love
H ere is where happiness and love
O riginate, and is taught to be expressed
M easuring affection by the time and attention
E veryone gives and receives from each other.
John Derek Hamilton
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2016
How can I ever forget my childhood home of memories,
On a quiet tree-lined street, so peaceful and tranquil;
Mother had a huge tangled, wild garden that I loved,
Even now, still it grows, although the owner tames it.
Sadly, mother had to sell that house and leave it all,
With tears we walked away, we turned our backs;
Everything was fine, we had a nice condo in the sky,
Endless beautiful sweeping vistas from all windows,
Then, mother got sick, real sick, and then she died.
Home for me now, is a wonderful Victorian apartment,
Oh, the floors are crooked, there are drafts, and groans;
My heart loved it in a moment, it just felt like home,
Everything about it is old and comfortable and so sweet.
January 28, 2016
For the contest, Home Sweet Home Acrostic
Sponsor, John Hamilton
Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2016
Living in the city of lights
One among many Angels in flight
Souls that connect, artists we are
Always a place to converse with a star
Never boring or lonely because
Gravity pulls us together with buzz
Everything moving in fast pace
Life is simply a beautiful race
Engraved in my heart this city I love
Sunshine and diamonds and friends in my land.
A land of beauty art and aspirations
The most exciting place to take vacations.
Copyright © Kristen Bruni | Year Posted 2014
Hours of dreams about a home and belonging
Occupied my tender childhood and teen years.
Military life brought yearly address change.
Everything new ahead made all behind sad.
Surely many grow up without learning change,
While my siblings and I knew nothing permanent.
Every move led me to wonder the meaning
Each change meant to the inner and outer me,
Tasking my heart to seek my belonging place.
Halls, floors, ceilings and walls, a structure I sought,
Obscured a truth that would later sit with me;
My family’s presence is my one, true hearth,
Each member foundation for our sweet, sweet, home.
February 3, 2016
Contest: Home Sweet Home
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Copyright © CayCay Jennings | Year Posted 2016
How delicious the feeling after long days
Occupying tedious roadways to find
Myself encompassed by congenial walls,
Enjoying the pleasure of harmonious spaces.
Soft pillows and bed enfold this
Weary body, quieting the inner wandering;
Each window winks a welcome, lights
Eagerly extend bright arms to hold me,
Tender guardians in a darkly changing world.
Hover over and around me, blessed quiet,
Only found where the sweet departed whisper
Memories of all that makes a place a home, where
Empty chairs, once theirs, embrace me warmly.
Copyright, January 31,2016
Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2016
Home sweet home, a phrase that warms my heart,
Once I reflect on what it means to me.
My home is like a magnet...draws me in.
Enough when I'm away; take me back home.
So full of comfort broken in with life
Well used and shaped where all fits like a glove.
Enhanced with family that comes and goes,
Endearing me with memories of great
Together times that transfer home to love.
Home sweet home, a phrase that fills my soul;
One piece of heaven filled with happiness.
My home, the only place for me to be.
Enough when I'm away; take me back home.
Sandra M. Haight
Contest: Home Sweet Home Acoustic
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2016
Happiness is not synonymous to contentment.
One’s life is happily excited.
Mine is well to be able to coexist.
Every day is part of a way of thinking.
Some people believe in an extended family.
We cannot live as a visceral.
Every day you hope that your spirit is fulfilled.
Everywhere existence unfolds.
Today is no different.
Heading out to where I gain the most comfort.
Often I miss there the most.
Maybe I will mention this to my significant other,
Else, I am bearing the course to my home sweet home.
Written January 28, 2016!
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2016
Heaven constructed in warmth
Only in it is freedom absolute
Most comforting and relaxing place
Earthed with total liberty and peace
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2015
Homelessness causes my mind to wander
Obviously to the times with no friends
Mama lying face down on the floor
Either in a stupor or from exhaustion
She had six different looking kids
With a daddy who never came home
Evidently, she was not married
Escaping from truth with anxious lies
There were times when we didn't eat
Had no bread and no one to help out
Occasions were only for other kids
Me and my sisters and brothers left
Eager to go in search of a new life
Copyright © Judy Konos | Year Posted 2016