Short Living Room Poems
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MISS POPCORN
sprouted kernels pop
all over the living room
missing her mouth
11/21/2017
kitchen is the meeting place
I had my sink put into face
people in the living room
I like speaking in person, not in Zoom
The living room furniture
don't laugh, just cry ...
It well knows that one day,
a beautiful tree
in the forest
once was ...
Her tiny paws move slowly
Exploring the unholy
Many foes the kitten meets
Preying ‘neath living room seats
*March 24, 2017
My funny Uncle!
Had bought a bag of field beans my Uncle when aunt had asked for their living room a bean bag!
10th October 2016
we do pass times
shut down the blinds
put on music tunes
set in our living room
bunch us old goon
make a start
begin
PLAYING CARDS
Her name was Sally Sue.
She always seemed so blue.
One day she watched a comedy.
She laughed until she died.
She died in the living room.
To
reek
of blouse
sweat. Kindle
inanity like
living room fire, mothers in
coarse grain. Steeped in organic growth. Saturday’s swelled yeast.
Sad surprise awaits Juliette.
She walks into her house
to find new rescue, Hugo,
ripping the living room apart.
Bad doggie! Very, very bad doggie!
Sofa Cushions
I let the cushions on
the sofa in the
downstairs living room record my
sleeping patterns because
that’s what she
loves to do.
My partner is Bunsen burner
hot in the kitchen
hotter in the living room
hottest in the bedroom
This sweaty life I live
Fire brigade nowhere to find
in the living room was an old rocking chair,
that held imprints of a lover no longer there
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11/15/2020
Moon in my living room.
Our reflection would do the same.
Then your teal pulse,
Harried by a singing wind,
Elopes in your ears,
Right where I kiss you.
A fireplace in the living room
Does wonders sweeping away the gloom
It's mesmerizing
Spirits rising
Rest is swept away by a celestial broom
Tickling is uncontrollable
It gives us so much pleasure
As well as annoyance
Fall down on the living room floor
At times we tear up and dribble
Form:
An angel on the mantel
is seen every day
As I sit in silence
In the living-room
The guitar in hand
The angel is playing
Music of a song
Only he can hear
I am gently consumed
by the days awakened soul
I sit alone
the living room engulfs me
the world surrounds me
and yet i sit alone
I will laugh
into the night
with the monsoon rains,
a green June bug came whirring,
to our living room~
my smart cat after playing,
gulped down this hapless victim.
Bugler
Beyond the mists of Tattered Ridge,
Plays a Bugler who bugles alone.
He’d prefer to bugle in his living room,
But the missus won’t let him,
when she’s at home.
we get in the living room
put on music tune
we do most in june
its together
in summer weather
we do it for fun
we love the sun
not for fame
its the
FAMILY CARD GAMES
Suddenly aroma of sweet shisha flew from across the room,
As I walk out of hot-boxed washroom, and into the living room,
I see love of my life in a chair far across the room.
Sitting on the classy living room, pungent fragrance fills the lungs
Wealthy life apparent from the pleasant views which displayed
Living like a royalty these people walking on the air
daily I take photographs
of kitchen messes and
living room piles
papers books, vegetables, boxes
shadows light
outside
heads bent to work and raised to pray
all of this
slipping away
Would not be lady like
I smirked
Would be unmannerly
I snorted
Milk came out my nose
I farted my way across the floor into the living room
where my potential date was instantly horrified
Granny has found a new trend
With unseen waves to contend
Ironing board skurfing
And living room surfing
Granny's gone off the deep end!
7-15-2022
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