Upstairs Poems - Poems about Upstairs

...opposite my upstairs relaxation chair window-corner be a pendulum clock ...above a low shelf-cabinet and below a black and white buddhist meditation image... the pendulum keeps swinging but......Read the rest...

...Wee Willie Winkie ran through the town, upstairs and downstairs, in his nightgown. The ladies were aghast at what was on display; they went into a tizzy, which caused some disarray. Complaints w......Read the rest...

...You still frighten me Ciro Gargano the way you control city officials after committing arson murders of 8 fire chief gene kalinowski was great in calling in that favour even though you and my abusive......Read the rest...

...It is in the hottest month of April, The hot sun is disappearing slowly, Suddenly the sky is covered by clouds, ......Read the rest...

...Happy Father's Day to you and David I can't even tell you in words How I miss you all I hope everyone in the family is doing great I guess one great thing about Heaven I see all of our great fam......Read the rest...

...Are you sure my heart is just functional? It feels so much like a centre of knowing Unlike the brain, the information is mute Unwritten in any logs, but stored somehow So much is stored as an ach......Read the rest...

...written by : Owen Hamalala My dreams are crazy and mysterious. They appear while I am asleep (like A thief). slips away when am awake. In my dreams, I am the kind of person I can never e......Read the rest...

...Special Agent Alan King arrived in his Buick dragging my husband to Foss park for his failed lie detector test where I wore wires pregnant for the FBI my husband was scared to death after Ciro Gargan......Read the rest...

...I asked my grandson, …what is my favorite thing to do,” after he asked the round table. “To play with me, of course.” “Of course, I love playing with you…” “and?” and “praising God” - oh......Read the rest...

...As I sit wandering about the south side of Chicago captured effortlessly by the tall dandelions watching the lightening bugs rest on sunken cattails we often lit them just before the sun se......Read the rest...

...I find delight in poetry and math. I like to follow intuition's path. In the beginning, I pick up a scent. In the end, no one knows what I meant. There is more to life than meets the eye. Natu......Read the rest...

...Glass Slivers Broken chards In the kitchen We are all barefoot Daddy’s eyes are not sharp Baby wants to help of course Big sister takes baby upstairs Mama heads for the broom and dustpan ......Read the rest...

...I continue staring at the wall. If spiders started spilling out of that crack. I don’t think I’d move. My mom thinks I’m weird. I hadn’t spoken for hours but there’s still echoes down here. I co......Read the rest...

...With remnants of mankind’s existence corroding His lighting extinguished, his concrete eroding The birds and the beasts have reconquered his space Those same birds and beasts have forgotten his fa......Read the rest...

...I am a captive of these household chores, Cleaning windows, wall and floors. Fighting dirt all the way, Until I am old and grey. Up at 5 to start the sandwich brigade. Pack their lunches and ......Read the rest...