Family House Poems

A tad over three blocks down Merion Lane
on the left is, an idyllic Cape Cod.
I must've passed it a thousand times
my own picturesque, perfect, postcard...

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In our first years together we bought a caravan
The living conditions weren't ideal but we had a plan
We moved around a bit so the Council...

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I count my blessings as house mouse 
for I live in this big posh house. 
Beneath the floorboards I reside. 
From here I wander far...

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Paint

The wall was full of small holes, 
and imperfections. 
There were gouges,
here and there. 
the surface, only an echo...,
of its original beauty. 

The "color" white....

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Looking out at the old oak  tree in my front yard today, I see myself as she is, stripped of all my former beauty...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Old house 

I miss our old house 
I miss walking up the wooden staircase after school in the summer 
To smell the air becoming more...

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I have six relations that I've never met,
They live on the Moon, and I've not been there yet,
It's a very long way from Somerset,
So I...

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There is a house across the street…
from now on I’ll refer to it as she…
she’s a house our family’s loved..because we share a history.

When our...

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On a clear crisp morning
All was quiet and still
Suddenly without warning
A scream that will make you ill
The house lit up like Blackpool
And all around was...

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In an old house,
A cottage,
Near the ocean,
By the bay.
Two shall become one,
Plan their future,
And dream…

The house is old,
But not real old,
And they are young.

I suppose...

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My friend Tim’s house was the place to be when I was a child.
His parents were loving, his family life wonderfully mild.
We all went over...

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looking through the huge black iron gates,
across the ferns and overgrown weeds,
our old family house looked at us lovingly,
like we were children coming back to...

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In the historic district of an Old English Settlement, I came to a house with a porch lined with hundreds of ferns covering it. ...

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     I walk into the abandoned decaying house  I was born; thought about knocking, then laughed realizing no one would...

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