Cabin Poems

TIMELESS REFUGE

TIMELESS REFUGE
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Weathered trees rise out of the earth, brushing against the sky.  The wind sends a shudder of movement through the branches causing the majestic trees to creak and groan as they sway.  In the distance is a cabin, timeworn and dilapidated. 

in the heart of woods
ancient cabin stands alone
whispers of time flow

its

The Heat of the Moment

(Cabin Sunset, summer 2025)

The Heat of the Moment

Settling into our new mountain cabin,
Dogs and humans equally overheated
In the shadeless August afternoon,
The only way to be is naked.

Stuff strewn around 
Bed to one side, kitchen the other,
Camp chairs with panting dogs 
On an old Persian rug in-between.

Cabin with unfinished interior
Waits for insulation, paneling and flooring,
But in

A CABIN FILLED WITH MEMORIES

I’ve said this before (and I’ll likely say it again!) about our cabin in the trees…
How it’s not just a cabin…it’s a cabin filled with memories.

Memories…compiled from the time our children and grandchildren were small…
each memory plays a part in the magic painted on its walls.

And the way I feel about our cabin…I know I’m

A CABIN FILLED WITH MEMORIES

I know I say this every time we visit our cabin in NC…
how wonderful it is to visit a place with so much family history.

And how I’ll never tire of visiting all those memories from our past
because each new visit to this cabin is a little different from the last.

In the time we’ve been away…I’m

Log Cabin 'sequel'

.

                           Bam

                           into

WOOLLY MAMMOTH SAGED

[ 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

The Nature's Beauty Besides My Cabin

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.

Cabin Fever

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

Cabin in the Woods

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

Staring Out My Cabin Window

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

A Log Cabin of Long Ago

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

The Cabin House

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

Clothesline of Joy

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

Cabin in the Woods

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

Leura Log Cabin

[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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