Long Lady of the house Poems

In most of my verse, my simple aim
is just sorta to enter tame.
Then, once inside ~
go completely hog wild ~
showing no reserve,
showing absolutely no shame.

"What do you think of my pup?",
I asked a cop as...

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.So this one was really just a bit of fun I wanted to try and incorporate some really old slang type language within the piece, I've included a glossary below for the old words but...

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Black cat in the window
looking at the world,
lickin' on its mittens,
its tail unfurled.
Watching every bird
in the yard fly by,
watching every cloud
drifting through the sky.

Dog on the doorstep
squinting in the sun,
waiting for its owner
to get the...

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It’s siesta, yet one can hear from the second floor of the house the animated sharing of juicy news some visitors have brought to the gracious host, the lovely widow of a wealthy sugar planter....

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Deliberately inching its way toward break of day,
The morning sun begins to emblazon the barley field.
Relaxing and watching the orb find its way,
The lady of the house waits for night to yield.
Like every morning, she...

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It was a very long day
And a long way from home
Country back roads
Skies of chrome
 
Tiredness kicks in
I need to stop
A house up ahead
I'll stop and knock
 
The door opens
Pleasantries in greet
Invited inside
Tired and dead...

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It was a very long day
And a long way from home
Country back roads
Skies of chrome
 
Tiredness kicks in
I need to stop
A house up ahead
I'll stop and knock
 
The door opens
Pleasantries in greet
Invited inside
Tired and dead...

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Our own hagrid (in the corporeal essence of marital relatives) heaves livid rage
like real life harry potter dementors dead set on wreaking havoc
   mainly from the zison matriarch in a mental and physical...

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Our own hagrid (in the corporeal essence of marital relatives) heaves livid rage
like real life harry potter dementors dead set on wreaking havoc
   mainly from the zison matriarch in a mental and physical...

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In the historic district of an Old English Settlement, I came to a house with a porch lined with hundreds of ferns covering it.  I couldn't believe what I was seeing, I'm a historian...

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"The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts."-
Italo Calvino

We moved into an inherited old house with a friendly ghost,
our house is an old Victorian built along the mid coast.
Our ghost is...

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As a relic of those bygone days, it sits alone and neglected
With turrets high and shutters drawn its mystery story perfected
Bay windows that at one time shone now dirty where dust has caught
The front door...

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She's Wet VII Continued

When she gives a cough or a sneeze 
Some wee trickles down past her knees 
Her knickers are damp 
She smells like a tramp 
Dashing home so nobody sees 

Written by Jan...

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There once were two Sam's
who met by chance cycling a path
where friendships were cast
dwelled by plenty, the old Garden Valley
down in the valley green grass still grows
Sideaway at 69th all the way to 79th
Sam the...

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When the girl fell from the branches above
She got up brushing the leaves from her hair.

The man said you must be the new lady of the house?
She replied:  Yes! I came in on the...

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Some social obligations must be observed, I suppose,
But some leave me unnerved and somewhat morose.
One such tribal ritual is the dreaded hospital visitation,
A social call that I approach with very little anticipation!

Usually its some guy...

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Have you ever noticed how people smile at newborn babies? 
Why? There is a beauty about them which stands up and demands attention. 
There also is an extraordinary beauty in you. We spend most of...

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Cathie finally lets me go out on my own now

As long as I wear a tracking device of some kind

This, of course, is needed in case I wander away 

And can't remember where I live!

At...

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Cathie finally lets me go out on my own now
As long as I wear a tracking device of some kind
This, of course, is needed in case I wander away 
And can't remember where I live!
At...

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A Family 4
Poem
Lionel Derbyshire

Within this newly house
On foundations and rafters
Walled and crafted 
Bought with aspirations
This family of four
Will see in and out's
A flood of loved one's
Passing by to pat blessings
Upon the shoulders 
Of the owners...

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It takes two to tango
So here we go
She cooks
I clean
Utensils now have 
A never before sheen
Sweeping, mopping 
And all such things
Under my control
I put my heart and soul
Into these
After all 
Lady of the house
Has to...

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In the dark and shaded glen
amid foreboding trees
in the place where a house had been
there never comes a breeze

Amid foreboding trees
blood cries out from the earth
there never comes a breeze
she weeps for all she's worth

Blood...

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There's a lady in my house,
who looks just like me,
talks just like me,
moves just like me.
 We swear we're not related;
you want to prove anything, go get a blood test.
She didn't give birth to me,...

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Jittery glittery tree
A mouse ran up the Christmas tree
Scaring the life from the fairy
Cat did too, with dog in pursuit 
'Twas a fiasco and quite hairy.

Fairy's heart raced seeing the chase 
The dog bit the...

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So be it then,

Darkness will be my cover
As I lurk within the realm
Of my awaiting beauty
I’ll duck beneath her elm
I’ll climb each outstretched limb
So, just to get a view
As I seek out my lovely
Whose heart...

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