Home In Poems - Poems about Home In

A lean coyote chases a hare through heat of desert winds. His swift doe darts past my boots. They've managed to escape, this time. He'll lead the chase away another day. I pause to watch the side-winder as he considers a kangaroo rat, before moving on between two century plants to a rock ledge nearby. The tidy yellow rat continues eating seeds, gleaning moisture, never...

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when poems did disable even though they were stable closed each and would table when we would call Paul he slipped while in shower stall poorly landed on ping pong ball when we did gamble would rock, roll and ramble found home in a shamble...

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Back then, backyards were big enough to nurture a growing soul and provide a space for the earth to play out its seasons in full rehearsal. There were wide tracks of grass, trees to climb, old sheds to rummage with their interiors full of tools and bric-a-brac webbed in history. There was food - ripe tomatoes and corn from a vegetable patch, grapes swelling...

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I build a HOME in you, And decorated it with care and affection, That's what I can call it though, I didn't love myself enough, doesn't mean I couldn't.. It's that I loved you too much and I only wanted this, I wanted to be happy as well ,but I prioritized yours over mine, I build a home in you,. Now I...

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HOME, A TIME OF RELAXATION CELEBRATION, MEDITATION ENJOYING THAT MOMENT ALL THE SEASONS AHEAD COMFORT AND PEACE AT THAT MOMENT. JOY AND LOVE COOKING GREAT MEALS FAMILY AND FUN WITH ALL LOVED ONES....

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When the rain’s coming down And the sky’s looking gray, Then inside of my home Is where I want to stay. There are chores I can do Or museums to see, But all snug in my space Is contentment to me. Though I did take my walk And I’m dressed to go out, Just relaxing indoors Is what I’m all about. Since the weatherman says That tomorrow will...

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Memories of swaying palms held dear Nothing compares to these Fall trees We wait with joy for colors to appear Autumn has found a home in me. Nothing compares to these Fall trees Summer’s gone - now we’ve circled round Autumn has found a home in me Her golden beauty holds me spellbound Summer’s gone - now we’ve circled round From tropical...

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HOME IN THE SKY God gave me a home where I’ll never more roam, And I’ll walk upon streets made of gold. Where I ever will hear music sweet to my ear, And I’ll never get sick or grow old. Home, home in the sky I will live with the Lord by and by. Where my friends I shall see, all of...

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Our home has a poetical basis in the cornerstone... The solidity of our lives, comes from the homemade foundation... The successful realization, the faith of refinement, is the ceiling that covers us and guard against inevitability... The adventurous dreams, comes from opened windows, and the reality of language, comes from doors that unlock and close... Our home is an architecture well planned in the celestials laboratories... !...

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Let us walk in the right road To reach the blissful abode....

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The air, warm, unmoved, clings to our bodies Like an old, familiar blanket. From the west, the light, A warm amber brew, pours down And is strained through the leaves of the nearby gums It fills the veranda and spills through the shuttered windows In a gentle rippling stream, To settle thickly on the timber floor. A lone cicada breaks the stillness In the...

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The soft heartbeats of rain under our silvered umbrella home. Whispers of gentle wind colors under our love filled dome. Ever in my memory this Monet moment doth live. Two enchanted entities who were about to surpass love's boundaries to give. That gardeniaed, honeyed, rainbowed, remembrance. Has made the ocean of my life crest in aquamarine,charmed, forever, tenderness.              ...

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There is a hand-hewn log cabin, Nestled in the rocks of a Colorado peak. I so long to go and spend some time, In his home in the pines at peace. My lover is a strong mountain man, Who chooses to be alone, although He has never given up on me, Calling me to come from my home. His suffering in his...

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the Sheppard said to his flock, you are my sheep you have blessings from above to which you shall keep he will watch over us and I will watch over you life will be unshaken all your years through. graze as you will in trust of unity and security I’ve been at your side...

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carry me home in a pot of severed circles i must become a square to become more well rounded i am but a recluse giving french kisses to the public eye visine is the stop sign caution of the day at night i have the flashlight sniffles as a direct pathway to clarity my body feels soapy but there is...

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