Housedress Poems - Poems about Housedress

... Her hands were forever moving, occupied with work Leaving trails of memories across my heart Whispering hope to my spirit Silencing my worries and fears Lighting the way for serenity T......Read the rest...

...As Miss Luby watches from her window a moving van backs up the driveway across the street BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! its warning cry has a beacon-like effect on the neighborhood arousing in......Read the rest...

...While lounging in my duster* watching news, I have my morning coffee. When I'm through, I wash my cup and saucer and admire their elegance and pleasing shade of blue. Like other lovely things I......Read the rest...

...Aunt Ruth came to the door in her housedress and hairnet. Her dark hair cropped short allowing only the smallest curl to float free. It was right in the middle of her forehead. A spit curl I think ......Read the rest...

...My mother wore a duster (Or a housedress) ‘round the house, Which was once the garb of women (Even lacking kids or spouse). It was likely made of cotton In a shift-style meant for ease, Much ......Read the rest...

...Amid the sexy lingerie The bride-to-be received, There was a garment out of place, Or so some folks believed. It was a housedress from the past, A little drab and faded, In which the grandma of the ......Read the rest...

...continued from Pt1 My knocks were answered by an old woman in a housedress. As I begin to explain, I felt the chill of the rain. I expected this woman to tell me I was insan......Read the rest...