Hut Poems - Poems about Hut

There between the sandy dunes And the ageless azure shore Stood a little driftwood hut That I’d never seen before The beach grass waved and whispered And the ocean waved and roared As I found myself enticed To step inside the door Who had built this humble house This sturdy little shell To listen to the sea’s song in Or let some hermit dwell? Or maybe it...

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im taking everything i dropped down the trail back into my hut it's embarrassing the way i was treated you tell me to move on but why do i why do i want to not do that life is precious and peaceful and at stake for everything you life the second the wrong person walks into the door of...

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A man of pure heart hurts by hate As is going to the hut That is near the woman with cat,...

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Thoughts like entries in a old maritime log; They're kenneled on a shelf like a dog; From a ship; dry docked in a bottle, Within a remote hut; of daub and wattle, In my mistakes, perhaps there were no lessons found worth learning; My mind keeps them in a structure; that could so easily be set to burning I have no...

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in southern Sudan, the traditional hut house deep regard, hut off...

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I heard a story being told by a traveling man. He told of a story that was passed down from father to son for generations This story journeyed from country to country and was translated from 4 different languages. As the story goes… there was an old lady who would go around the village asking for...

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In Nigeria demands some guilt You’d lived and never a house built; More forgivable one did strive But at last could not a car drive. You have to God leave out of this: You know among your friends what you miss. In my country we keep flashing guilt For huts we’d planned but had not built Day by day in the mirror...

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I do not want to insinuate they are dangerous but…. I hide in the brush when I meet one or run to my hut. I am careful to never make eye contact or make a loud step Green elves and ghost goblin gremlins all have a dangerous rep They are masters of animals, especially good with a wolf. A cyclops...

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Hut boy left the house, mom is unaware of the scene, street kids telling stories of sighting him running out. mom's shivering fear couldn't picture unhappy boy, her feet dragging around, so do her eyes wavering. she's believing in some incident caused; but not that he caused this incident fellow kids reporting stories differently or somewhat similar of the shouting school kids...

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The frogs croaked and it was dawn, there were so many that they formed a carpet. Grass full of them noisy... The satanic moon fading and emptying the world... The silence announcing your arrival... Soon the lake mirror reproduced the dizzy flight of dragonflies but did not reflect him, that dared across the field kicking locusts, crushing beetles and ants, limping horrible to the hut where he...

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The steam was coming from something boiling in the cauldron. The old woman glided across the dirt floor, a bunch of herbs in her hand. It was dark, you could barely see the steam taking the shape of a skull. Then a flash of lightning lit up the twisted trees around the hut and the...

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12/20/21 Ten hut! Can't let up Even though, it can get messed up Really F'd up Do not get fed up Keep your head up Stay sharp, don't get set up Careful where a disagreement ends up Heads up! Many fast to wet up From the legs up To the neck up Bleeding out a color similar to Ketchup The proof was there or quickly got swept up Prices continually...

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in the far fringe of a woody island with a river slithering along in gentle leaps and a mud road stretching behind there is a solitary hut visible through the patches of light and shadow with its precincts lapped by the waves and the rich alluvial soil engendering trees of robust growth in it, live a man and wife a pair made for...

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He had this place a shed to shed skins in. At the burnt-out end of day under a naked electric light he sat to empty his mind of all issues, all the well-thumbed memories that brought him no joy or gain. The light bulb began to swing back and forth. He began to count the gentle swings. As he watched the swings gained strength swung faster. He lost count, then...

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Little green hut was embarrassed and alarmed, After renting a room to selfish rooting pigs Both had bamboozled her; she was easily charmed. They had messed up her house, ruined her digs. Left muddy footprints splattered all over her wall. She explained that they had been friends with some of her kin. You were fooled neighbors said, making her feel small. Humiliated,...

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