Downstairs Poems - Poems about Downstairs

...A waste paper basket, a trash can, a bin Whatever you call it, some things won’t stay in The things that you write Long into the night May make, when discarded… one hell of a din * ......Read the rest...

...YOU ARRIVED ON CUE I SUPPOSE RIGHT AFTER THE CHRISTMAS DAY ARSONS MURDERS PROCLAIMING MY LIFE WAS IN GRAVE DANGER WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ARSON MURDER 8 ELDERLY PERSONS PARISHES PROCLAIMED MY EX HUSBA......Read the rest...

...n icy chill descends on 13 Beaver Veil Cottage as sisters Ester and Ellie walk gingerly up the steps on this wet and windy night. This once charming pied-a-terre was now in a final phase denouement.......Read the rest...

...I am sure she is awake from her nap, my daughter said. I ran up to get her; she is two and dazzlingly beautiful. She is my granddaughter, Molly Mackenzie Cat. I changed her pants and brought her d......Read the rest...

...Walking downstairs; I see particles of light, Shimmering in my dark brown long hair. The light of stars is so bright that it Envelopes all the darkness into light. Sauntering there; I am made aw......Read the rest...

...This was last Saturday night. We were at a rooftop party in downtown New Haven thrown by ‘DocHouse.’ Doc-House is kind of a frat-house, owned by Dr. Melon, where he and seven doctoral students live. ......Read the rest...

...Is there anything left to say at all. Windows open shutters drawn I swear I'm not lying to you. Breakfast is ready downstairs. I sprinkled the slightest bit of sugar onto your oats. Does that......Read the rest...

...Jodie Foster is frying peppers and eggs ~ it is late and her legs ache as she scrambles the yokes, sautés jalapenos. Today a jerk again compared her to the movie star ~a life she never wanted keep......Read the rest...

...April 3, 2051 Dolly speculated about home, "the kids." And decided Skype contact before The dawn of day. Next day early morning. Dolly was thinking, "this turned out Completely different tha......Read the rest...

...There was no easy day going under cover with four kids riding along with the FBI supervisor I was just a young mother of four actually expecting again seven months pregnant the FBI installed wi......Read the rest...

...Little Bit waddles and limps downstairs at the sound of my voice. Barks at the hyperactive English Springer with all the fervor of Boris, the Russian Wolfhound, of Disney’s Lady......Read the rest...

...Thinking about the good old days Reminiscing for a little while Some memories made me happy, some made me sad Some brought a tear and some brought a smile And I wondered Were we the last generat......Read the rest...

... Life is quite good -indoors in Inwood. It’s uptown Manhattan at the northern tip -the northern tip is the tippity-top, where the kitty cat Calvin loathes to stop -cat napping. Curled in ......Read the rest...

...I should be upstairs. Where the bed is. I’m up late. Thinking about how far I’ve gone. Up and down the stairs all day. I shouldn’t be sleeping downstairs. It’s dangerous, it’s a sec......Read the rest...

...The part-Persian kitty weaves through the puzzle debris checking out ornate cups of Grogg. Curious of these human companions sitting at her table, daring to move the “chess” pieces in various sh......Read the rest...