Housetops Poems - Poems about Housetops

...I know, I have always known Exactly where I stand. My will is His will, I rest in his hand. And if the day of terror reaches my abode, That portion of the ghetto I've come to call home, And i......Read the rest...

...swept to the housetops on fragrant breezes so fine petals in the wind hues flying springtime when the world has come outside cherry blossom rain saffron clouds creeping in warm sunshine of......Read the rest...

...I gazed toward the sky In early morning, spreading Out the window, light gathering Seeing a tempest unfurl Amazed by whirlwinds The arrival of the snow A snow fall so lovely Dancing throug......Read the rest...

...It is snowing tonight! How beautiful it is! Everything is so lovely! The first snow of the year! I was all set for bed when I decided to put out the light and to look out the window The fresh snow......Read the rest...

...The Old Tree Fort I remember when.... We looked upon a sea of brown- roofed housetops where we knew the names of families up the street and down... We'd spy and laugh, with reckless ......Read the rest...

...There in the ghetto, rising with the pain, it is as if the one deprived of consciousness— targeted by ignorance, ego at the helm, was born to anger— there, where raw emotion rules, there the roots ar......Read the rest...

...When the rage blows through And biting leaves are sodom bent When dark hands thrash from housetops sent Rocking corners still know their ready course Your love settles in good sense. I am free amids......Read the rest...

...See the pretty snowflakes Falling from the sky; On the wall and housetops Soft and thick they lie. On the window ledges, On the branches bare; Now how fast they gather, Filling all the air. Look in......Read the rest...

...RACING Along the housetops Along the frozen ground Racing! Racing! In the invisible air In the invisible nothingness Racing! Racing! Along the pucke......Read the rest...

...Children watch the sky As clouds go floating by Wishing for; wanting snow A day of blow wind blow Quiet while the town sleeps Soft flakes begin with no peep Covering the trees and street Hou......Read the rest...