Home Longing Poems | Examples
These Home Longing poems are examples of Longing poems about Home. These are the best examples of Longing Home poems written by international poets.
BLUE HOUSE
I want a blue house that looks like a
Giant Bird House with a book case that
Spins around to another room where I can
Store a broom
A house that has cuckoo clock living room
A kitchen with a dining room and two first floor
Bed rooms and more rooms down stairs including a
Laundry room
It has to float on a large river even on a Chilly day
Be tied to a dock and include a small motor boat
Or even a sail boat and there must be a small garden
Along with a garage in which I can do projects
I need a traditional mailbox and a place to hang socks
Fishing equipment and fish to catch in addition to a reliable
Refrigerator and an oven in a nice rodent free kitchen along with
Loving cat
Water slick as glass,
Golden light casting a dance,
Where my thoughts wander,
Watching birds fly to their home,
Ruby cold holds my regret.
Inspired by the Black Cat Moan song of Glenn Hughes
Like a black cat moaning,
I long for my home,
for once I get back there,
never again shall I roam.
My sun is going down
down down to the ground.
Sky is illuminated
and I sit without a sound.
I look at that sun
and sky the crimson of
the blood of my sweet Jesus,
yearning for His love.
I’m moaning on the inside,
but I’m not afraid to die.
I want to bathe in light divine.
May I vanish into sky!
I need to slide behind yon hill
with the sun that had me awed.
Sun, though you sustain all life,
you shine not as bright as my God.
This garden’s neglected, the grass grew too tall
The bushes and plants look half-dried
Cracked slabs lay uneven, the dog’s water bowl
Is covered with leaves and dead flies
Front door’s off the latch, windows wide open
No photos in frames on the mantelpiece
A phone on the table must’ve been broken
Unlikely it held fingerprints
Wormwood and ivy have grown way too large
Almost conceal the brick walls
Everything seems like completely discharged
Unavailable to any calls
Was it the other day I saw you there?
When was the last time we met?
Tomorrow can’t come, cause it’s busy somewhere
No time for tea can be set.
I'm in my dream home with you ~
AP: 3rd place 2026
How wakes the Dream
When the dawn breaks?
The distant crow,
The vestige o’ertakes;
Fields of green and fertile row—
The sounds of the city o’erthro’
The Dream flitters toward the window
Dissolving in sparkles of light,
Round the curtain’s glow.
What the day portends, we should not know,
We make brave ourselves and off we go.
To fight the fight, to sleep another night,
And dream a Dream of soft glowing sunlight,
The field we tend of our own will, and might
And the quaint little home and puffing chimney white.
Be still Dream and let me hold thee,
And behold a life that was meant for me,
For when I wake thou shalt flutter away
Midst the noises of another moiling day.
Lying by the window pane
Staring at the Great Unsaid
Watch the evening fall again
Too serene, couldn’t I instead
Read a book of highest thought
That would move me back and forth
Over the old Moon I’d float
Going home to sinful earth
Then I’d tell you how it went
All your questions be replied
Lots of photos I would send
You shall keep them well archived
But with sorrow my heart’s fraught
There’s no exit from this stage
By the Great Unsaid I’m caught
Like a blackbird in the cage.
She wanders where the salt-mist clings,
A pale silhouette on the shore,
While in her heart, a sorrow sings
For him who sails the deep once more.
Her gown is woven from the spray,
Her eyes are mirrors of the tide;
She watches through the dying day
With nowhere left for grief to hide.
The waves deliver only foam,
The gulls cry out a lonely plea;
She waits for him to turn for home,
From out the dark and restless sea.
Though seasons shift and stars turn cold,
And years dissolve in silver light,
Her vigil remains as it was of old,
A phantom flame against the night.
Every river leads me home to you
Closer to home are we
before being born,
existence is not
the place we belong.
Again slowly walked home alone.
With a heart heavy of fond reminiscings.
Longing to hold his hand.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Mom, he needs a home.
Are you sure we can't keep him?
I'll take care of him.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2026
Where am I today?
Locked in my way!
Alone here with me… what do I see?
Light floating through time.
With nowhere to hide.
No shadows I see… just light all around me.
Where is the me now?
Where is my home now?
You’re lost in the light… I’m trying to turn away, trying to fight!
I don’t want to go!
I don’t want to know!
Let me fall back through the light… just one more day and one more night!
I won’t let her go… because now do I know
How precious are her eyes.. they made me feel alive.
But now to wait in the light.
For the days and the nights.
To pass through this time.
Until I can hold again the love I now mourn that was mine.
She wondered what would happen ~
Winter upon us and war still raging...
Would life ever be normal?
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
You’ve been carrying so much suffering inside
Ever since you were a little boy
All these feelings you’ve learned to hide
The thought of intimacy turns you coy
I will never give up on you
For you need my love the most
When it becomes unfamiliar to feel safe
When the storms of chaos feel like home
When the idea of romance makes you chafe
Aimlessly, your heart will infinitely roam
I will never give up on you
For you need my love the most
Is there a cure for your pain?
Will you keep pushing me away?
Will you love me or further abstain?
I can tell you that I want to stay
I will never give up on you
For you need my love the most