Get Your Premium Membership

Short House Guest Poems

Short House Guest Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about House Guest by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about House Guest by length and keyword.


House Guest
come over
be in my clover
have your room
with music tune
sweet smell of perfume
get in june
we have it your room set
be out
HOUSE GUEST...

Read More
Categories: house guest, adventure, places,
Form: Light Verse



Premium Member Old House
OLD HOUSE

built in 1905
before i was born
i wonder
what were the owners like?
shadows are quick to reply

some nights
as i watch the tube
quick shadows tell
i am not the owner
am but a house guest    an intruder

winter wearies
with the same old view
out my kitchen window
how many others before
how winter weary?

Dave Austi...

Read More
Categories: house guest, mystery,
Form: Tanka
Giving Up Hope
It’s not really there
So I’ve decided I’m
Giving up hope
Cold turkey
All it does is yield disappointment
An unwelcome house guest
Something is always wrong
There is always something to hope for
And hope- it serves up so much at one time
It gies you dreams all full of holes
Hopes are like empty promises
Mirages and artificial energy
It’s not really there
It’s not lasting
And it’s not worth having
But we all want it anyway
It’s the ultimate high
The sublime, irrational escape....

Read More
© Zaida Ruiz  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: house guest, introspection, sad,
Form: I do not know?
The House Guest
Startled by a rap on the door scurrying to open it
and discover who this uninvited guest might be 

I peer out on the skyward live oak gracefully bowing 
then rising; branch lying on the front porch,
floating autumn leaves...no one

Out back, bewildered yet impressed by
toasty puffed marshmallow clouds high in a race westward
as if shouting “Your guest is my friend!”

I turned and beheld the disheveled mess this stranger had made
and as I shut the doors my house guest was gone....

Read More
Categories: house guest, imagination, mystery, nature, autumn,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Shattered Sighs