Hearth Poems - Poems about Hearth

...Gazing up at the dark and grey sky, While Sparkling drizzles adorn the earth, Calmness filling up as time goes by, And the drops trickle down the hearth. I settled down to cherish the serene bl......Read the rest...

...All you ever fed me was cruelty and pain, Starving, I consumed every morsel, every drop I drank. Instructed to stay quiet, Mind my manners and never speak. Never decline what’s been requested, a......Read the rest...

...[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 ra......Read the rest...

...KEY: H: Heart h: hearth h: I can see footsteps coming close to me a mile away but if they stand in front of me, the noise will be blinding. h: I stand flat-footed on my be......Read the rest...

...Let me just be myself Go to sleep when I want to Let me wake up When I want to wake up I love to sleep in In the mornings And wake up at noon I will always work for my God Writing my poems fo......Read the rest...

...I hanker and pine for wood burning stove weather I haint no spring chicken, ("Buk buk buk buk ba-gawk!") but in Summer re: long in tooth sexagenarian nostalgic for the following imagery ev......Read the rest...

...Sun: I'm like a cosmic hearth, eternally blazing. My flames, life's furnace, ceaselessly raising. But you, dear Moon, you're Earth's night light, A celestial nightingale serenading the night.......Read the rest...

...Happy shiny tummy courtesy...I REM ember in place of stipend An appetizer, essentially an out of this world guacamole quasi Neptune salad, regarding self taught cook earning prized counterpart......Read the rest...

... O, he’d expunged all that eons ago propelled toward rare opportunities Slighted, the warm glow of the flame from the hearth of his youth ~ the heritage latent tears wo......Read the rest...

...“here I am in human form but it was not always quite so earth is not the only planet I’ve been to through past life regressions I definitely know" Soul runs in a cycle co......Read the rest...

...The Raven and the Bard -Daniel Henry Rodgers The Raven's quill drips shades of blackest night, Its haunting words, a melody of fright. The Bard......Read the rest...

...I was a competent, happy housewife, but that was before my husband died, Leaving me to rear myriad children solo, as the lone star twinkles with pride. John had left us a prosperous farm,......Read the rest...

...In the odyssey of days that mercilessly run like grains of sand, An unseen battle is foretold that we shall wage in the shadow. The war within our hearts, a citadel besieged by falling stars, Wher......Read the rest...

...In the vast field of beings, some are stars casting kindness, Somehow born with a mirage that drips mercy of its own accord. They traverse valleys and deserts, spreading, unwavering, their pure ess......Read the rest...

...Luminous miscellaneous adorn my crown, Frills and strawberries, Thorny circlet dusted with a light layer of twinkle, As my eyes hysteric with confusion muse on this loss. I gather the lumps......Read the rest...