Cabin Poems - Poems about Cabin

[ For Contest : Ghost of Frankenstein Sponsor : Tom Woody submitted: 9/5/25 ] Many starry nights I lay in my wooden cabin next to your sanctuary waiting for whisperings from your past, wisdom words I wrote odes about a nurturing grey wrinkled body smelling of hay overripe fruit transferring images about your life into quilts in dead of blue nights your babes...

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. she took me by surprise hern eve ...

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Through a hole I see Moon and sea beauty collide Inspiring my heart. Chilled right by my side I can now hear the waves sound Hurling its spree. Mountain at my left Standing like pyramid Bringing rays of hope. Full moon is hiding Behind cumulus thick cloud Beauty shy my eyes....

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Open curtains Pink sunrise Yellow blanket Clear blue eyes Silken pillow Rest your head Lots of windows Great big bed Boho kitchen Shoo fly pie French-press coffee You and I You and I Fireplace Making music Face to face Weather forecast Big snowstorm Hold each other Cozy warm Us together Without end Loving sweetheart My best friend...

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In the shadowed maw of the forest deep, Where whispers of the night do creep, There lies a tale, a chilling draft, That sends shivers down the spine, so deft. A cabin old, with windows like eyes, Staring into the abyss of skies, Stood silent, save for the wind's soft moan, In a clearing where no...

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I am sitting in this cabin, ’twas built so long ago up here in the wild mountains, has a big bay window, a vast and sprawling forestscape greets my wandering eyes, then comes that familiar urge to get up, go outside. Go traipse that hill off to the left, I bet the view is good, scope that meadow off to the east, where deer come from...

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In a log cabin out in the Wild West Many tumultuous years ago A family cuddled and found sweet rest By their potbellied wood-burning stove A tall candle burned bright in the window The harsh, cold wind beat upon the door Everyone had done their evening chores And now had circled the warm wood stove A golden glow filled the old log...

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Calm and serene during the day, I hear no sound from within its walls, Silence pervades its space, But the night bears not the same, I see light reflecting from its windows, I see a walking shadow, But still hear no sound from within its walls, My curiosity draws me closer to watch and see, One night I heard the voice of...

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At the end of another summer day Rainbow of deflated asses crotches and breasts strung along our deck railing Flail like a Tibetan prayer flag Under the smoky umbrella of burgers and brats Grilling for dinner Souls adrift from their left behind soaked skin The sleeves and pantlegs re-begin Arms and legs jog in place In the cool lungs of a dry evening...

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There is a cabin in the woods There is a light upon the shade Smoke drifts slowly out the chimney From the fire that they had made There is food upon the table As they go down upon their knees They're giving thanks to God above For all they have that meets their needs They had buried Grandpa Moses Back in the spring of...

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[Part 1 - Day 1] Oh what my wearying world has wrought... Mind and soul and body aged - broken before my time. How many burdens can I carry? Crosses can I bear? The decade passed drew like a rasp, as slivers of my outer skin dissolved. Those strands and pieces can't protect me now... From family: progeny, severing spouse; Autism, ADHD...

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Perhaps the most cherished treasure our cabin in North Carolina holds… besides the views, the birds, the sunsets, the cool crisp mountain air.. is how we know…once we open the door all the memories waiting for us there. Since Deborah’s mom and dad built this cabin back in 1981 It’s enjoyed over 40 years of memories… over 40 years of family,...

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The mountains rise like white haired ancient gods. The wolves howl their age old forgotten runes. In the blue sky birds perform their glissades As they fill the air with their joyful tunes. There are desolate, untrodden valleys, Where the wild wind speaks its deepest myst’ries, From which the list’ning moon each night sallies. The northern lights burn their deliveries. The world seems...

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The flame dances in the candle's final hours, In the heart of a snow-laden cabin, Winter's breath whispers through the shingles, The wind sings a song of the cold night. We gather by the dwindling light, Each flicker a spark of our hidden desires, In the warmth of this fragile fire, Our hearts ignite with silent passions. The storm outside rages, relentless, Snowflakes weave...

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sing me a tom petty tune sing a bad company yarn i've got my place in time i'm set for the duration i can't help falling in love so take my hand, you've got my whole life too some things are meant to be isn't this one of them? let's just go to the cabin down below would it be a sin? you know, i...

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