Come Home Poems - Poems about Come Home

I vanished soft a stolen breath, a hush between the lips of death. But ink remembers how I taste, how slow I draw, how sweet, how chaste then twist the lace and let it slide, a metaphor with hips that glide. They say I left but I just leaned into the hush behind the screen. The lines you wrote, they danced in me, like...

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A gaslit street of cobblestone The horse-drawn carriage faintly moans A snowstorm quickens the traveler groans The road ahead ...

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Oh no! the cat’s out we spent the whole day looking when we got home ~ meow! ...

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Michigan is the best place to wear a sun hat. As flowers floating around stick to the brim. A park bench with a big tree provides even more shade. So we surrender to the coolness. Michigan is the best place to wear sandals. To protect your feet from the little stones. Try to walk barefoot...

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Funny how a room dies First it’s off to college Then out into the world Blink twice, there’s marriage Into the abyss,...

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We looked up to you--- When during lessons you helped us look within. Without, it'd be a confusion. Expectations, a riot of colorful thrill. You'd observe, steady and silent. Then encourage us to go ahead. Fond rememberances. Your suggestions for books hit. Like one patient, enchanted- We'd wait for you to come. Poetry and thought twined, And you turned 'Wasteland' our home. ...

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O leave your home-bound narrow world, Take to the vast dome of the world. No use just sticking to your home, See, sun and moon roam in the world. As do old leaves, flowers and fruits, Turn not to soil’s loam of the world. Look at home-bound frustrate oceans, Ground-stuck, they froth and foam in world. There’s world to learn...

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As we sit and type and stare at our screens. At times we wonder what all of this means? With our mouse we roam through poems like a maze. Looking for something worthy of our praise. We write of our hopes and tell of our woes, Most of the time, not knowing where it goes. We wait for the views and...

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Look through the trees Through the night branches Everyone sleeping Everything still. That's when I feel you, Waking and stretching Looking for me too Where would I go? I look through the trees. Through the night branches Hoping to find you See my way home. ...

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At a home for the elderly residents look like they might have been there for a century. There’s still hope for involvement if one still has good eyesight, looks, and functional “equipment.” Old age, desire, and strong hormones never sleep, at least not alone....

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I want slow mornings, bread rising in the oven, little feet padding across the floor, a Bible open beside my coffee. I want to home school my children at the kitchen table with crayons and scripture, to teach them about fractions and forgiveness in the same breath, to let wonder lead the way. I want to be the wife who lights candles at dinner, who...

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The road was rough, the path well-worn, My boots were dusted in what we mourn. I walked by the field we used to know, Where dreams were born, but failed to grow. A window glows behind a hill, A face I loved, maybe there still. But time's moved on, and so have we, After we fought - I lost the...

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~ To the Melody of "Home on the Range" ~ Home, Home of the Brains Where Scrabble is endlessly played Where seldom is heard ...

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Mother's arms reach across any distance. Your breath becomes her heartbeat. Love flows like morning light through eyes that see all of you. In your blood runs love, steady as sleep, bright as stars. Birds call your name in gardens you've never seen. Flowers wait, remembering your small hands. Old songs echo forward you inherit belonging like breath. Past, present, future the world turns...

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home four letters homely similar home run two words homesick a feeling homebody me homework glad that chapter of my life is over Homeplate oh yes! homeroom no worries homophone to, too and two...

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