Hotel Poems - Poems about Hotel

in skimpy short shorts she marches into breakfast no eyes go up I had forgotten the immodesty of youth for two seconds it’s a public place another wears pajamas and bedroom slippers...Read the rest...

view of rich soo locks grand hotel that's aged well among new venues...Read the rest...

I sat in restless chairs I breathed stilted air what feeling compares with feeling squandered? I’m not sadfishing, I was bored in a 5-star hotel. I’d swum the Atlantic - in the underground pool and I felt like I was marinating in...Read the rest...

The birds are chirping Better go into the shades Someone is singing....Read the rest...

Outside, footsteps in the corridor grow nearer then pass, only to stop and knock on a door further down followed by voices, sobs and muffled sounds wheeled off into a silence until sometime hence when footsteps again will tread the floor and there will be a...Read the rest...

He set hearts on fire With gifted voice, guitar dreams, Stifled urge to breath, just breath, Exhaling the still, cool peace, More than just make believe, Not just instinct – but grief, The war between lonely and greed, Hunger for the music,...Read the rest...

Rooms with history old pictures do the talking memories of past...Read the rest...

We stayed at a haunted hotel Where the rooms were red as hell Spooks walk through the door So ugly and gore Giving us a stink nasty smell...Read the rest...

Would a starry sweep ...Read the rest...

By his glad host loved more than the rest! A guest himself tries to look his best: In his host’s house free to wear his crest, Host spending on him like on farm’s past… No doubt to Guest: Host...Read the rest...

Inspired by the painting Hotel Lobby by Edward Hopper 1943 but somewhat autobiographical also on reflection Travelling, yet here, stuck in place Using time with wild abandon As if some were apportioned to dormancy The solidity and...Read the rest...

the owners decided to rename the honeymoon suites hotel after so many marriages got off to a terrible start two of the brides had died in their sleep the first night the ghost of this place is howling...Read the rest...

feeling of persuasive greatness the instant my foot entered the threshold. Graydon Hotel might be abandoned, but it was not empty, it was occupied. I had not seen the spirit walkers yet, I felt them. Demons were...Read the rest...

Now, you’ve began to vex Directing it to Rex: You and Lawless Alex, While you’d craved safe latex For the marathon sex You’d planned its huge success At Hotel De Recess... Last week, same marathon At five-star Sheraton, Beside you: Martini, To take less: Mutiny; Not...Read the rest...

I caught the bus the other day I thought I'd go on a holiday The bus arrived promptly at nine The luggage loaded in record time I was very impressed at the service There was no need to feel nervous That...Read the rest...