Visitors Poems - Poems about Visitors

Spoiled-Rotten Cat Instructs Visitors

Don’t you dare try to sit in my spot!
I’ll decide if you pet me or not.
   I’m the star here, you’ll see.
   They all cater to me.
They just like you; they LOVE me a lot.

Marcus marrow crowd of visitors past midnight

Marcus marrow beaten into a coma after a gang initiation was allowed 17 gang members to visit him in the hospital past midnight crowd of gang members atleast 9 women 8 men or vice verse 17th street gangster disciples my anxiety disorder panic disorder ptsd agoraphobia i would absolutely die in any crowd because I

The House Cat's Official Greeting to Visitors

Seeing as I live here 
(I say this not in jest),
remember this is my domain, 
and you are just a guest.

There is a possibility 
that's fairly safe to predict:
you will definitely be sniffed
and probably be licked.
(Deal with it.)

It is not my problem 
if you're a crusty grouch;
if you don't like cat hairs, 
stay off the

winter visitors

Impressions of hooves 
softly left behind by deer 
traveling through night

Clarke Gets Rid of Feared Visitors

Don Clarke acted like one who’d soon leave.
His callers stood up in compliance,
Then heard the gasped relief Clarke did heave,
To them Clarke’s hurting non-reliance:
The fears of losing his appliance!

“Clarke might his tears wipe with his shirt’s sleeve!”
His stereo that fuels his vain long dance.
Oh! How Clarke loved the songs Big Stars weave;
His mind songs help

Uninvited Visitors

The demons of my mind come and visit me every night - taking satisfaction in the pain they bring my way  

Though I lay in seek - of a peaceful evening’s sleep  
They choose my worries as a playground on which to play

With howls and screams which pierce through my dreams - they

Visitors

inner vision voids
vaporize near Orion
toward great beyonds

Between the Compasses

Visitors on a planet
Near the outskirts of uncounted stars,
We experience time in expanding space.
We grow and develop,
     and in wisdom
Come to know the questions of eternity.

Deep within us all
Near the core of unexplored life,
We experience love, the Spirit of God.
We are all united,
     and in faith
Return to

Our Unexpected Visitors

Our friends are dying fast.
Visits are very few.
But we all have a blast,
When occasionally they do.

It was pouring rain on Friday,
Not the most cheerful weather,
It was not the time "To make hay".
Just lovely still to be together.

Then to our surprise,
Our doorbell rang,
John took time to arise,
Then we heard the"Bang."

John tried to hurry to the door,
He

Visitors

scampering, scurrying
     rushing back and forth
   anxious looks, beads of sweat
     merge into rivulets

   the significance of the moment
     all boils down to this   
   the visitors from Planet X2Y*Z
     ~had

Two Visitors From Heaven

a yellow bird in the silence of winter
this is curious, so I sneak to my window
moving slowly, so I do not scare it.
a red streak flies across and lands

two cardinals! they are messengers
I have heard of this, but had not experienced it
on a pure white day, where schools are closed
here they sit – two of

Halloween Visitors

 
I put a pumpkin on my porch outside,
and he had a hideous face;
I prepared the many treats, myself and my cat,
so, with things in order- on the sofa we sat.

The kids so cute a smile I had to hide,
little ones I wished to embrace;
then, as it got darker things got a bit scary,
and with

Unexpected Company

please find it in your heart to let us in 
we come bearing glad tidings
we are cold and grow so tired



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Posted on September 8, 2022

Visitors

Visitors I saw in my garden today were:

9 starlings noisily squabbling
1 duck casually waddling.

1 robin - a handsome little chap
1 bumble bee, that landed on my lap.

2 neighbouring cats, stalking the same prey
1 little mouse, who wears a coat of grey.

3 worms wiggle above the earth I dug  
1 fat, juicy, giant, orange, slimy,

Dawn's Visitors

Waking, I heard a lovely song.
Somehow, the music didn't belong.
Bell-like in tone, to softly please.
Perhaps was only summer's breeze.
Dreamlike music, not lasting long.

I opened blinds and there, askew
pocket-size fairies spritzing dew.
Midst them smiled a green leprechaun.
Their tiny laughter welcomed dawn--
wee pixies only rainbows knew.

Sun starts its rise and day begins.
Their music stops, their graceful spins.
Quickly,

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