Lodge In Poems | Examples

Strayed Bird

I've been a wanderer, strayed bird
venturing from branch to branch
now i lodge in a enchanting nest

Jubilee-

My soul is lodge in heaven
And there's an umbilical cord to severe
I have no wings off my back
That I've had since I was seven
Parted my mothers womb
Never thought I'd be seen by my eagles eyes

I am now satisfied Why? because now I'm on the lord side






2/26/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©

Insect Inspection

Some disgusting and cute,
Many creepy and mute,

Some exotic and vain,
Mainly local and plain,

Some revolt, some amaze,
Most pest, bother and chase,

Some crawl, slither and jump,
Buzz, bite, scavenge and vamp,

Some work hard days and nights,
Others - pure parasites,

Gutsy settle indoors
To the horror of yours,

Bold get under your skin,
After where they have been,

Shameless species would thrive
In depth of afterlife,

There’s no equal rival
To their harsh survival,

They lodge in and about
And one can’t do without.

January 14, 2022

Reserata Carcerem Iv

love's a voluptuous venom, wanky wares
until between cruising couplet it's shared
make no name if seeped'n felon flaunt
porous penury outsmarts wielded wealth: wanky whore

whooshing war's better for jolting justice
if for fame, moaning mistake feigns thrills
melting mind carves a cave for choice
many lodge in insanity, pruned politic's foil


if trained taking groomed you not to give
death drools, more you take less you live
lanky lust's a pluming plague love cures
well! Inky infatuation often love lures

if life pores patience that you seek refuge in death
you've been dead ere then - callous selfishness' crest.
      '20:05:27:10:58

Note: of airy acumen.

Loose Words

Words lodge in my teeth.
My dental hygienist
has actually extracted a few.


They hang like bats
from the roof of my mouth.
Their sub-sonic squeaks
jiggle my epiglottis
like a witch doctors rattle.

My optometrist
wears her glasses like lingerie
low on the bridge of her nose.

She fishes into my eyes.
Her searching
a shadow-dance on back of my skull.

Once her bright penlight
stumbled over a word 
she had never heard before.

Immediately, my brain
put on thick rubber goggles,
I looked back at her
like a deep sea fish,
caught unawares.

Bugging Contraption Wbm

This man was a sleuth by profession,
for belated honeymoon session
reached on moonless night eerie
lodge in mist of mystery,
searched the room for bugging contraption.


July 31, 2019
Syllable count 9/9/7/7/9
Checked on howmanysyllables.com

I Wrote This Cause Its Raining Again

It’s raining. . . . again.

As I set at the key board not saying a word.
I feel like a muted, silly old . . . nerd.

For in the past, it’s oft been said:
I talk too much. Be quiet instead.

It’s also been mentioned as I’ve voiced my views.
If you’ve too much to say, folks won’t listen to you.

It goes in one ear and then out the other.
Folks don’t filter it. . . .  . No time to bother.

So if you run a Q-tip deep down in your head.
Comes out a mysterious yellowish-orange or red.

That just may be a remnant of my being around.
My words passed your head as they fell to the ground.

But don’t be mislead by what you’ve read.
This good advice didn’t lodge in my head. :o)


Written by oldbuck after his cessation 14 mo. ago

Words of Hope

Left on their own,
  my words turn to prayer

Renewing my faith
  —confirming You’re there

Spoken aloud,
  they lodge in my soul

Warming my heart
  —and keeping me whole

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
    'From The Book Of Prayers'

Love Hate and the Heart

Love / Hate & the Heart
By
Tom Wright

Within each heart,
is lodging to accommodate love or Hate.
Love's lease was paid at the cross,
while Hate, lives on credit,
leaving a damning balloon payment at life's end.
Love sees no size, nor distinguishes color.
While Hate causes choice, one o’er the other.
We Love, because of who we are,
and Hate because of what we allow ourselves to become.
If a Heart desires Love as a tenant,
Hate must not be allowed past the desk.
For true Love will not lodge in a Heart,
where Hate is the lead tenant.

Enthusiasm of Newlyweds

The lift cables engage, elevating
our gondola high above the valley. 
And as white snowflakes confetti blue skies
our honeymoon ski-trip feels surreal.

The allure of a ski lodge in the Alps,
is, it sounds so cozy and romantic.
For if the brisk breezes become too cold,
we'll retreat inside and toast marshmallows.

Together, we'll watch a scarlet sunset
as it sets the snowcapped mountains afire.
And kiss under trillions of twinkling stars,
like diamonds strewn across ebony.

We'll be like angels atop of the world,
only love imbues hearts with such feelings.
And we'll explore this new-found paradise, 
with the enthusiasm of newlyweds.


(Blank Verse)


Oct. 12, 2018

Words of Hope

Left on their own,
  my words turn to prayer

Renewing my faith
  —confirming You’re there

Spoken aloud,
  they lodge in my soul

Warming my heart
  —and keeping me whole

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

Time Uproot the Rocks

Home is the word we love to hear:
The dreams are never over,
They are always a break through: after the tears:
An x is lodge in our heads was it the, 
rock, a tree, or the hidden board,
Time welt serve: time to cash in

Time uproot the rocks 
that tree and those loose boards
would this be a happy ending?
You had choose the life of crime
The crime didn’t nail itself:

Every day a black man
Under the age of twenty 
Pulls the trigger, they turned off the light
He longs to return to his mother womb:
I see the love of their mothers
While she holds their hands at age three
at age twenty three I see the replacement :
the chrome bracelets: the resentment 

Neflex the new society wants us to believe that orange is the new black:
**“Our ancestors have invented, we can at least innovate.” 
? Amit Kalantri**

*“Oh Child 
Look within
Find your ForeMothers
Find them
Find them” 
? Malebo Sephodi**

- Pic Motifs--Visual 2

Tempter shrouds his cold flame 
hovers dwelling in pleasure,
with no remorse 
to lay a kiss
on the sleeping soul at their weakest
as they lodge in fear.

11/18/2017

Last Breath of a Forgotten Dream

All the passion that was brewing inside
Raging desires that engulfed your mind 

Beaten and broken yet survived every time
I was your reason, your ultimate rhyme 

Mountains on shoulders that crushed your heart
Poisoned your soul to tear me apart

To lodge in conformity; the glorified lie
You stopped believing, Today I die

Time On Vacation

Time On Vacation

Time on vacation seemed to fly so fast;
Pretty soon all gone by and then it past;
No longer here;
Once was so dear,
And much longer wish that it would last.

Jim Horn

Back home from vacation at Animal 
Kingdom Lodge in Disneyworld in
Orlando, FL area.

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