Short Bring Home Poems

Go, be steadfast
The enemy is envious,
Bring home the beacon....

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i bring home
the soul of wetland - 
muddy shoes

-- Souvenirs of Silence, Soman Gouda...

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father

teach me 
how to ride 
 
your blooming horse

so I can bring home 
unto thee, my God  

without any scratch

this soul 
o’ mine...

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this is a need
indeed
and  a fact
bring repect back
this is our town
to many our people down
look treated like a clown
this has to be set
BRING HOME REPECT...

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A funny guy went to town with glee,
Came home with a rat, you see.
His wife was quite cross,
With a stinky meal toss,
Said, "Next time, bring home takeout for me!"...

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The one job I could never have is garbage collector
I do not believe anything is garbage.
I would bring home every cereal box, every tin can, every glass bottle.
I would catch some weird disease and die.
If I was a garbage collector....

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 Lioness mother
 Creeps into the killing fields
 She's got cubs to feed
 Her hunger unslakable
 And she'll bring home the bacon



Date written and posted: 06/03/2018...

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climb slowly little squirrel
cling to the lichens and bark
enjoy your travels, bring home
cheeky souvenirs

9/26/2020

“or bust,” an idiom expressing a determination to get something
done or die trying. Used in travels. For example: “Florida or bust”...

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cought out by the crossfire
left stranded in the shade
bring home the lier 
to a bed never made

strung out by bordom
guilty of shame
the storys you told them
that you aint to blame

keep it to yourself
like the books on your shelf
branded by shame
given another name...

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Busy As A BumbleBee I Go

Busy as a bumble bee I  go,
from flower to flower
with sweet things to bring home.

Busy as a bumble bee I go
just buzzing along.

 Busy as a bumble bee I go
with sweet love to bring home

                                                       buzz buzz buzz............

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Dry
so dry
where you are
who you are,
in the dead of June.
Rain
such rain
where I am
who I am,
in the dead of June.
Home
I'll come back home
back to you
belong to you,
in the dead of June.
I'll knot this twine
around the storm
and bring home the
summer rain,
my black balloon....

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She married him new,
A jobless,
At dawns he get lost,
The dusks chasing him home back,
He returns home not empty handed,
But with a News paper,
Sat for lunch once he,
She torn the News paper into pieces,
Brought it to his table for his lunch,
What's this?he asked,
What you bring home,she said!...

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You love African violets.

It was a surprise then
when you confessed a passion
for gladioli,

I will learn to live with them.

We bring home bunches from Walmart,
vivid, over-the-top floral giraffes.

They dwarf everything in the apartment,
but do provide shade
        for the African violets....

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You love African violets.

It was a surprise then
when you confessed a passion
for Gladioli.

We bring home thickets of them
vivid, over-the-top floral giraffes.

They dwarf everything in the apartment,
I have a new appreciation for the word 'galore',

they provide shade for the African violets....

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You love African violets.
 
It was a surprise then
when you confessed a passion 
for gladioli,
 
(I will learn to live with them).
 
We bring home bunches from Walmart
-vivid, over-the-top floral giraffes.
 
They dwarf everything in the apartment,
 
but do provide shade 
   for the African violets....

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The cat,
Has cast away his coat.
For day clothes,
Hat, shirt, pants.
Pockets full to bring home,
Marbles, playing cards,
dirt from the grave.
A plate using his hand to move a fork around,
And wipe his face.
From the trees the orange fades away.
Back the cold white light.
Preparing for sleep he puts his clothes away....

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Be a risk taker.
Dance on that Cadillac’s hood.

Be an art lover.
Bring home things you love, and throw out those you do not.

Be a dreamer.
Picture your perfect life, and live it.

Be an inspiration.
Go after your goals, and bring them happily back to your house.

Be yourself always.
Live while you have the chance....

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Summer Day
Walking down the dusty country road 
Skipping rocks over the creek
Running through the pasture chasing cows
Taking a long dip in a cool lake on a hot summer day
Catching a horny toad to bring home to Mom
Whistling my way down the long dusty road
Free to do whatever I please along the way
What a great way to spend a summer day...

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Off the rocky Mountain cliff , I Dove
I’m flying  toward the lake like a Dove

Underwater I saw the largemouth  Bass 
Singing in soprano, alto, tenor, and Bass

To Maid Marion Queen of Sherwood , I Bow
I will bring home dinner, with my arrows and Bow 

The Adventures of Robin Hood which I just READ
There are so many great classic novels I want to Read...

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Off the rocky Mountain cliff , I Dove
I’m flying  toward the lake like a Dove

Underwater I saw the largemouth  Bass 
Singing in soprano, alto, tenor, and Bass

To Maid Marion Queen of Sherwood , I Bow
I will bring home dinner, with my arrows and Bow 

The Adventures of Robin Hood which I just READ
There are so many great classic novels I want to Read...

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I can feel the rocks as smooth as silk
From the ocean’s softening waves
With designs that differ with each one
They blend together on the beach
In this place I visit, to collect them
Shined by water like beautiful gems
I listen to them tumbling to greet me
The ocean brings me gifts to bring home
And I cherish what lasts in my hands   
As they ground me, every time

Heidi Sands

10/14/20...

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Juggle master kept adding to his shuffle
He is amazing said his cousin Leland Muffle.
Juggling balls, teapots, sandwiches and more.
Almost anything I bring home from the store.

Did he ever juggle guns? I ask. Did he ever juggle a knife?
He juggled a knife once, but he said he’d never do it twice.
He amazes me I said as he juggled cookies and tea cakes.
I wonder if he could juggle a few hoes and garden rakes?...

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I Didn’t Hear You Say That

By Elton Camp

“But I told you to bring home some bread.
You never seem to listen to anything I said.”
Most husbands have heard such as that before
And are likely to hear yet many times more

It isn’t exactly that our hearing is defective,
Rather, because our listening can be selective
So any husband who the favor of his wife seeks
Would be well advised to listen when she speaks...

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It’s better to let her…
  keep those fancy shoes and bags
  if she comes to bed each night

It’s better to let her…
  have the house worn and ragged
  if the trim stays fresh and light

It’s better to let her…
  whine and constantly bemoan
  if she smells like summer rain

It’s better to let her…
  cash the checks you bring home
   —if she’ll whisper those words again

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)...

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The day is almost here.
It won't be long,
bring home some roses, 
don't forget the wine too.

Light the candles, turn 
the music real low,
take her in your arms,
and move to the music
of a slow love song.

Two hearts beating together
as you hold each other close,
whispering in her ear,
you're my Valentine,
 I love you dear.

A night of romance
for two to share,
showing each other how
much they really care....

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