Indoor Poems - Poems about Indoor

A runaway growth of weeds alongside the road, greenery gone wild, a stagnant wilderness unwinding, seedy leaves scatter but cannot flee. Dust bowl squalor chokes down scrawny roots. A gray sugar rush from speedy cube trucks sprinkles what wiggle room is left to sweeten ameciated tongues. You Are a coffin lid with nails pulled out, a quake's handrails the paws releasing snails a Rorschach of Swiss trails the...

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Behind the door, Lay your shattered tears in seafloor, Pardon my betrayal outdoor, My heart wandered away indoor, Through the trap door, Never let this guy indoor, She recalled his spoor, Washing the floor, Broken doorknobs, A love stopped to a hidden doorsill, He laments in the dooryard. Doorways dispersed the doorstops... Crying her heart, a home withoutdoors, Dead as a...

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I don't know outside Having never been The couch is my lair Along with the bed I sit on the sill And stare at the scene Feathered shapes Flit around so fast Are they real? I can't tell there's no smell So I guess not I chase a red dot That catches my eye Then I eat and lie down I sometimes sense more But not sure what could be My...

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There is a most peaceful, restorative place where I can spend hours to unwind and renew. Our sunroom addition becomes a showcase for nature's blue sky, rolling hills, river view; for many a year, my own magical space... clear walls and glass roof, sunbeams filtering thru. My heaven on earth where life's joys multiply indoors, yet outside, neath the beautiful sky. February...

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The rain that fell on the night was of the type pot plants like, it has stopped the air is mild, and the flowers smiles except the lemon tree that is born grumpy and bears bitter fruit, which incidentally is good with fried fish and it refreshes otherwise lame dishes, say fish cakes with boiled potatoes, a...

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An indoor plant wilts Clouds come and go in the sky Heavy heart inside...

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Inside the little indoor tent, H and H and Nana went To sit there cozy, warm and snug; It felt like an extended hug. A private world we did create With nothing there to aggravate – My grandkids (ages 1 and 3) And happy (but exhausted) me....

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An indoor day (too hot outside!) Won't meet with much resistance As long as there's creative play (With just some slight assistance). Toy vehicles drove carpet roads While at the new play kitchen, I ate some "Swiss cheese" cooked with "salt" To match what my blood's rich in. Next Dr. Bear saw patients And he gave each one a shot. Mr. Monkey didn't mind But Turtle...

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This is a verse of new thoughts, I've invented indoor sports, Written in a poem of riddles, Like, "What is Time for Tiddles?" Why, it's wine with Mahjong, Those tiles don't tarry long, Then, it's "Drinks for Scrabble," With bevvies, we'll all dabble, Or, "Come and try my beers," Many varieties over here, New indoor sports, my dears!...

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The the clock strikes nine And gone is the last sip of wine To numb my sorrow of you leaving God I wish it wasn’t so easy Why is getting over it harder for me Indoor universe Where my hurt is in reverse Used to share this shelter Away from any kind of freezing weather You used to touch I used far...

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