Hosting Poems - Poems about Hosting

Love knows no enemies, They all belong to hungry hate; Whose fire of hell is losing, Its fuel going to the tank Of found love: Found love, Filling to the top with peace, And Satan’s basin is full of holes. No bloody hands to wash with love, Just the washing of old tired dirty feet; Come, let us break and share some bread: Let us...

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when brains host more worms , evil actions become habits. September 09/2023...

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Jeopardy fans are asking, “What the heck?” While the producers try to replace Trebek. I understand they are working harder still, But, so far, no one has appeared to fit the bill. How can it be so hard to find a candidate Who has a modicum of ability to moderate? When guests are the real stars of the show, It’s not the...

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Everything seemed secure Inside the crystal palace safe and pure Welcoming the claret wine For a taste testing and dine This evening’s match Featuring best grapes from Burnley’s vineyard patch Such a glorious exhibition Sit back, watch and listen Deciding seating places at the table Both having positions that are stable Winner will enjoy a...

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*Hollow Hosting Feelings - Day 4* face like pages seeped'n smirking ink fostering felon flips delicate chapters drip font feigning feasts meager metamorphosis creep smiles like ointment: sturdy substance rent saucy stench's spell porous sequoia posture whooshing fashion bolster fiery limbs features delicate gaze digs hollow hosting feelings. '20:02:04:04:45 Note: To Gladys, a lady who shares table with me at work place. (A fulfilled promise)....

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When the guests all arrive And the food tastes okay And the grown-ups watch football While kids get to play… It’s a magical day, Calm replacing all stress Though the clean-up awaits And the kitchen’s a mess. Still, such feelings of warmth Cling to every pore And as minutes tick by I wish there could be more. But we hug our goodbyes And we load up the sink. All...

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Today it was my turn to host And this is what I like the most – Although I have to shop and clean (A little more than what’s routine)… And brew some joe and make some lunch (Including pre-meal snacks to munch) And set the table up ahead (That mostly hides behind the bed)… Then wash the dishes when they go, At last...

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The planning, the cleaning, the shopping and then The cooking and making things pretty. The digging up toys for the grandkids for when They (at last!) visit you in the city. The setting the table and heating up food, The waiting and counting each minute. Then poof! They arrive and the day is imbued With such joy you just sink yourself in...

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Errant clusters germinating tightly, I invite them in. I welcome them. Fighting infection is far from the possible. Didn’t you know that laughter is infectious? Tiny colonies spread dis-ease, ...

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