Haus Poems - Poems about Haus

...Walking through the tall pines of Perlarcher forst Munich Germany I walk deep within the woods every day the barbarian alps in my view colorful leaves rustle beneath my feet my London fog tre......Read the rest...

... Por Que Pig and Bugs Bonet nisht parlez vous francais Aber Mikhail Maus und seine spouse drinkt 'L'chaim!' in ihrem haus Eso es todo, amigos... ________......Read the rest...

...Several weeks ago, I passed a church that had a special sign. There was nothing said about......Read the rest...

...The bleak dreary days of a cold December Were anticipated already in early September So, I talked to my boss, begged on my knees And added days to a long weekend in the Keys. Left for Miam......Read the rest...

...Wer hat die Welt für unsere Seelen so fremd gemacht? Wo sind sie hin, die Nächte die uns Verständnis brachten? Wo die Tage, die Mitgefühl in unsere Gemüter flüsterten? Wie wussten wir es, dass je......Read the rest...

...‘Twas the night before Christmas in the little town of Oberflugelschweinsaxenmitcracklingewurst. (There are some that are much longer; it isn’t the worst) Now hier ist ze haus of ze happy family ......Read the rest...

...we drove late afternoon over the dark Rhein, the sky fake with orange, to Bonn : to a house with cool, emplty rooms, white with words, dark with chords......Read the rest...

...I had a horse named Suzie Haus when I was twenty-one. I had wanted her since I was seven, the waiting was finally done. She was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen, in the World up to that day. ......Read the rest...

...Hasen / Hares / Liebres Jetzt am Nachmittag Hinterm Haus auf der Wiese Tummeln sich Hasen In the afternoon Behind the house on the meadow Cavort yet some hares Ahora en la tarde ......Read the rest...

...Auf dem Bürgersteig vorm Haus Zwei Stolpersteine aus Messing Auf jedem zwei Namen Hier wohnten sie einst ohne Tadel 1943 im Konzentrationslager ermordet -------------------------------------......Read the rest...

...based on Elihu Burritt’s “Christmas in Germany” (c. 1850) You find a hand-built chapel among small homes constructed by children. But what children – vicious young ne’er-do-wells from a Dickens......Read the rest...

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