Short Home(A) Poems
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it was on the windor pane
it was llittle insane
the drops pop
like this i syta home a lot
its romance i will say
on
A
RAININE DAY
A happy pumpkin named Spinner
went to a Halloween dinner
he met girly gourd
whom he much adored
they each went home a big winner
the ride home.a bumpy road.i saw her,next to lowes.what a doe i thought,i bought
her inches,now she pinches me sides.eyes wide awake,i fake the night.
Form:
its nuthin at all
if there noone to call
if you fall
or need a wall
to stand on
or home a lone
this something to
think of
WHATS A HOME WITHOUT LOVE
once an amishmans daughter
brought home a talking otter
running in from the field
to her church she revealed
be pleased meet our new brotter.
You seek to fix the fluid form,
to hammer home a wobbling line;
But silver shards defy the norm,
and leave a wall of weeping wine.
The trio – Jackal, Fangas, and Goblin,
saw a gruesome circus in Doblin.
Fangas whined and cried,
Goblin turned bug-eyed,
so Jackal whisked them home a squabblin’.
She eased the dreams of my teens,
For,
An English home,
A Japanese wife,
By stepping into my home as a house-wife,
My home,with a wife,in pease is now like a church!
Sleep Tight
By Elton Camp
Tom stayed in a cheap, sleazy hotel
It was dirty and had a very bad smell
Then it made him sad
At home a problem had
For he brought back bedbugs as well
HOME, A TIME OF RELAXATION
CELEBRATION, MEDITATION
ENJOYING THAT MOMENT
ALL THE SEASONS AHEAD
COMFORT AND PEACE
AT THAT MOMENT.
JOY AND LOVE
COOKING GREAT MEALS
FAMILY AND FUN
WITH ALL LOVED ONES.
Broken
Lockdown
Opening the Sky
To take wing to any destination
Many options saved little by little like money
Boring being at home a long
In the mix of whole fixtures
Barber my first choice!
Home, a place I used to have
Replaced by the solace
The foreboding of winter
Sends a chill deep within
I hold hands with yesterday
We quietly embrace
Till the wind blows us free
The winter has set in
And now tiss only me
At the age often, Aztec boys back in the day
Had all their hair cut except one lank, out of the way
They could not get that one cut off until their mission was complete.
Bring home a prisoner from battle, isn’t that sweet?
So many hopes and dreams,
promises, “I do’s”, kisses
celebrating love.
Working hard to build
a home, a life, a future,
keeping love alive.
How could we go wrong?
The years, the tears, the regrets,
love wasn’t enough.
The smell of baking bread
A welcome at the door,
That comfortable armchair-
Paintings on the wall,
Gran-kids coming to call,
No ceremony or fuss
Family and us-
Bibles & books abound,
His love to surround,
Loyalty is found
Sown by beings courageous
The seeds of unsayables
Streak across landscapes echoless,
Vast and conscious of our mindsets,
To sprout home a shift paradigm
That gives insights to the sightless, quake not,
And voices to the mute.
Home, a peaceful state of mind;
Indigestible, impossible to find;
Raging in a retched restlessness,
abstract visions, nothing tangible;
Every echo emerging swallowing me,
taking with it my overturned roots;
How can I find my way home?
Daddy are you
Daddy are you a soldier?
Are you one of them, that marches down the main street?
Do you care a gun to shoot?
Will you go away to war?
Will it be too far?
I want to know if you will come home a hero.
Daddy are you one to me!
No longer can she play 'midst waterfalls
or dive into a clear blue lake
Part of her forever stalled
part arthritic ache
Yet in her home a magic room
wherein's dispelled the gloom
Flick-o'-the-wrist a gentle rain
to wash away the pain
Reconnecting with the melody,
my life fell into place
Those pieces that were missing,
back home—a saving grace
That spot inside most empty,
the one I tried to hide
Music filled above the rim,
with joy—my heart revived
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
A daughter’s presence makes home a heaven
Blessed with a daughter is truly fortunate
Thorough them, fathers experience mothers' care again
Father witnesses his daughter nurturing a family
Marriage makes her accepting a new role
Missing her makes the father’s eyes foggy
I'm screaming
I'm screaming
The demons inside
Gave me a home & a safe place to hide
While they tore out my love, my affection, my pride
As i watch from inside
My eyes start to cry
I can see fear, I see bliss; but not mine.
It comes from the souls that once were divine.
Never ending praises;
Opening hearts;
Souls that never ages;
New home a mansion;
~
Eternal praises;
Unworthy sinner;
Wonderfully forgiven;
~
I stand in awe
join me
as we
Stand in awe;
3/30/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Here is a place of tranquility,
A piece of home, a sanctuary
Vacant. Feel free to occupy the...
Empty space in this heart of mine;
No skeleton key needed to unlock it!
Date posted: 07/30/2021
Beware the Bomber - Epulaeryu
They call them “Belly Bombers”
Onion steamed burgers,
They say to, “Take home a sack”,
Square, holey patties.
I ate too many,
And I got,
Sick!
Original poem written for the contest:
“Fast Food Epulaeryu” ¤¤ 3rd Place ¤¤
Composed 4-28-2011