Lodgers Poems - Poems about Lodgers

...#10: No Room At The Inn They blossomed they did like rows of roses. Places for lodgers, those traveling sourced, their reasons countered their changing poses, frequent stays and ret......Read the rest...

...The soul leaves its chamber, It goes on a voyage, An eternal mileage, The body is in an endless slumber. The soul travels on a lone road, Free from the earth's load, Dazzling lights are seen ......Read the rest...

...My most favorite vacation ever was in Taiwan, That was in October 2019, not in year 1991. I’d humorous experience with my four friends, On arrival day and travelling by bus and train. The momen......Read the rest...

...Coffin dodgers and nursing home lodgers, wrinklies, pensioners and plain old codgers. A drain on society, archaic models of piety, bed blockers, youth knockers, paragons of sobriety. But is all......Read the rest...

...Mirror by Kajal Ahmad, a Kurdish poet loose translation by Michael R. Burch My era's obscuring mirror shattered because it magnified the small and made the great seem insignificant. Dictator......Read the rest...

...Let Me Give Her Diamonds by Michael R. Burch Let me give her diamonds for my heart's sharp edges. Let me give her roses for my soul's thorn. Let me give her solace for my words of tre......Read the rest...

...MOTHER SPIDER We now in the UK have hit that time of year with summer now coming to end, one way I can tell this is; spiders feeling the change in the weather decide to pack their bags from the g......Read the rest...

...Lodger in my heart I found rather strange people in my heart, among those closest to me, hiding and peking true white cels of my blood, stiling all those red one! Then I thought to myself, ......Read the rest...

...Your sullen muted whispers, wafting in this dank whiskey inn, are falling on wide-open ears, except, your mousey annoying voice lacerates my brain with claws that rip and tear and impale, yet,......Read the rest...

...When you are rich you can do what you please Building and naming stuff what you may. So when Ford decided to build his own church he named it Martha-Mary chapel one day In 1923, he purchased 3,......Read the rest...

...When I was young, eight years at most, I pedalled to Miss Weatherby's house... down the street, past salty old codgers cheating at checkers, past Dad's bakery, around the bend to duck ponds wit......Read the rest...

...Mornings fade into evenings, evenings slip into nights. Day colors spill from their pails, then seep into valleys, wind caves and shale. The Painted Desert bleeds into a Stygian hue as the heat......Read the rest...

... by how many badbyes can you measure the length of your day first comes the time too fretful on your hands next the boredom of not knowing what to do with it all th......Read the rest...

...Might this be a wonder, Might this be a sunder, Might this be the blocker, Might this be the warder, Might there be a plunder, Might it pass the border, Might there be a dweller, Might they be lodger......Read the rest...

...Hungry for munchies, on his way to the lunchroom, a rambunctious, persnickety,“fuss-budget”, elderly jittery, fidgety, geezer, named Cassidy… whose questionable dexterity, aghast by a massive sneeze......Read the rest...