Kitchens Poems - Poems about Kitchens

...What scene would I want to find comfort in more than this one, an ordinary morning in the farmhouse kitchen, blue checked curtains swaying, wooden shelves with plates and jars, the radio softly ......Read the rest...

...I remember feeling so empty the abuse had escalated after four hurricanes witnessing a murder horrific traumatic brain injury I was now uprooted leaving my beautiful home in Fort Myers Florida at the......Read the rest...

...In the odyssey of my soul, I have sailed seas of uncharted destiny, Embarked on the ship of time, under the flag of a stormy youth. Six years under the starry sky, I forged myself among the wave cr......Read the rest...

... There may have been neighborhoods with green lawns, playgrounds, and ballfields a short walk from houses with enough bedrooms for everyone. Houses that stood apart from one another, so owners ......Read the rest...

...Two houses is what I call home, with two kitchens and a bed in 2 places I roam, I walk the streets without knowing what’s next, could it be the worst or maybe be the best, with arguments I hear and ......Read the rest...

...#5: The Morning After Shifting affects all their pulled souls; constant, seized stares engage dawning crystals; bred views. Child-like cherubs guide giggling stars; enchant, Pegasu......Read the rest...

...The most beautiful girls, Are those we imagine to love, The ones we would like to invite to the restaurant To drink champagne and grands crus, The most beautiful girls, I know some, Are the on......Read the rest...

...Once upon a time In May, in the landscape where I used to live, dainty light green buses appeared, seemed to have no roots, fragile, pure sea air, in a temporary material form Then, one morning, ......Read the rest...

...In lands where sun and sea entwine, Where palm trees dance and waves align, There thrives a fruit, both rough and brown, The coconut, a tropical crown. Amidst the breeze, it hangs with pride, ......Read the rest...

...Out here in the womb of the wild, every creature knows its place. Nature brooks no mistaken identity. Surely, everybody knows his suitcase. There's no competition between trees and grass in na......Read the rest...

...mother needed a new stove everyone had white stoves in the sixties it was the approved color appliance store up town received a sample stove it was painted a blazing bright red not what any se......Read the rest...

...Church Supper She puts salt and pepper on tables covered in white paper from rolls. She always enjoys church suppers - special recipes from different kitchens. She can’t help as much as she us......Read the rest...

...With skilled search plans, maps and watchful scanning eyes, The packs of hunters and dogs head off into the pine trees, Scouring the land carefully, as the dogs yelp their cries. Digging out stran......Read the rest...

...My dream house no longer a mega mansion it needs to be with ceilings so high in them clouds can be seen No more acres of gardens with streams and ponds and fountains galore no more glorious storie......Read the rest...

...Smoke ascended, swirling gracefully, From the chimneys of mud houses’ kitchens, As I bid farewell to my beloved village. Lips of my mother, weathered and wise, Moved in silent prayers, murmuring ......Read the rest...