Houses Poems - Poems about Houses

...JUSTICE They stare out at us unsmiling from tintypes of the first photographs, from the tea-colored pictures of thin, ragged immigrants, huddled in cold bare rooms in tenements, children cl......Read More

...My great grandmother is an old lady. I see her as two hundred She has lost a lot of teeth Her hair is thinning Her face looks like a quilt of the tiniest diamonds I cannot stop looking at her ch......Read More

...Nested like treasures priceless, eagle parents watch over the brood On an island far away from the city, I beheld in a vision of azure blue A rural settlement in waste laying, arid with black bile ......Read More

... "living in a man-made island, with blinded eyes, and unfeeling heart" (Quote By Poet) What do we know about poverty, What do we understand about suffering… It’s a miracle that we were born ......Read More

...Once upon a time, pixies lived in the forests of England, frolicking freely and friends with all the animals that shared their home. However their world changed and they became tasty snacks for grey ......Read More

...Someone threw stones at our houses windows in surprise families came out outside look around but there was no one the gate was smashed, and when i looked closely, the windows were also broke......Read More

...Acrylic paint and dust. I can taste sunlight. Hear wind-chimes that have not been invented yet. That have already disintegrated into the deserts of the apocalypse. I am at home in this living roo......Read More

...Neighbor's gossip carried like stones in the wind. Glass houses shatter. 3/22/23 Contest: Write Bantus Poetry Contest Sponsor: Suzanne Delaney......Read More

... “Mustang Rain”. I'm sitting here in silence, going quietly insane. Your standing there in the pouring rain.. I turn my rain-stick again and again. Desert darkness l......Read More

...I wonder how so beautiful a flow'r Is not endowed with much more power As the rose that turns a look so dour To something sweet, to smile and not glower. Your pretty face turned constant at th......Read More

...He was about thirty when he left home, a strong man by then, and a skilled carpenter. He'd helped Joseph build most of the houses in this village you know. It was s......Read More

...They say... Still waters run deep... Then why are there so many shallow people? When it rains it pours... Usually the day after I wash my truck. Walk softly and carry a big stick... Or wa......Read More

... "Dandylion" The guy was a Dandylion there was no denying it full of promises and making wishes residing over this new world poetically speaking, he ......Read More

...She was a mouse who had learned how to embroidery so very well. Invited to many events where the glibber glabber globshooters dwell. She was fearful of them, but they loved her creative stitches so......Read More

...This is my story,  It is a sad story to tell, Open ears and eyes,   The bloodbath of more than 500 people , "Some burried alive... Yooh! I continue crying  while writting this story to you......Read More