Least Read Poems About Home
#home
Little Johnny Hall
I’ve learned there is NO WINNING in this life
Whether there's an existing trace of peace or a strife.
See Little Johnny Hall crying in the corner because his daddy’s gone
See me hiding scared under the bed for hours and hours long
Wishing MY own daddy gone!
What’s wrong with Little Johnny who cries and cries for his dad?
How LUCKY is Little Johnny who never saw him mad!
He cries and cries for days and months without relent or end ...
Whether there's an existing trace of peace or a strife.
See Little Johnny Hall crying in the corner because his daddy’s gone
See me hiding scared under the bed for hours and hours long
Wishing MY own daddy gone!
What’s wrong with Little Johnny who cries and cries for his dad?
How LUCKY is Little Johnny who never saw him mad!
He cries and cries for days and months without relent or end ...
#childhood
#home
#scary #memories
#scary #memories
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7 Comments
How I Feel After They Demolished It
Those memories of
a happy childhood are dead
and buried with that old house.
a happy childhood are dead
and buried with that old house.
#home
#fiction
#dialogue
#suffering
#emptiness
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They're Not The Only Ones Still Waiting For The Other Shoe To Drop
Uncle
George had just
died and
left his house to Mark
and his family
on the condition
that they
stay there for
one year.
George had just
died and
left his house to Mark
and his family
on the condition
that they
stay there for
one year.
#family
#home
#fiction
#mystery
#tragedy
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the NorthSouth ballad
i guess i like it here,
warm, bright, and yellow tunes are everywhere!
it’s upbeat and catchy, and everyone sings along,
a very good song, fun and monophonic.
we’re singing so fast, though, that I'm struggling to breathe.
is it hot down here?
i’m sweating more than everyone else.
i’d like to listen to something different now…
i’ve been up there before too.
where the music is sundry and textured,
mysterious dissonance and moody melodies accompany the icy blue atmosphere.
the voices are glacial and layered, each...
warm, bright, and yellow tunes are everywhere!
it’s upbeat and catchy, and everyone sings along,
a very good song, fun and monophonic.
we’re singing so fast, though, that I'm struggling to breathe.
is it hot down here?
i’m sweating more than everyone else.
i’d like to listen to something different now…
i’ve been up there before too.
where the music is sundry and textured,
mysterious dissonance and moody melodies accompany the icy blue atmosphere.
the voices are glacial and layered, each...
#hope
#inspirational
#home
#LifeCycle
#escape
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For A Pool Party At Tina's
Lindsay rode up on her
Harley, changed into a
bikini and joined the rest
for a pool party at Tina's.
Harley, changed into a
bikini and joined the rest
for a pool party at Tina's.
#friendship
#home
#night
#fiction
#FreeVerse
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Ten years after the statement TW:SA
#strength
#hope
#home
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Rooster Rhyming Rhetoric
One summer I was in my pool when a rooster arrived
Two doors down he would crow with pride
In my town, it's illegal to own
Constantly crowing, I picked up the phone
Authorities came, the owner was fined
Situation continued, nothing rectified
Endless noise throughout the year
How much more will I need to hear?
Every morning he woke me up around five
One day I paid a visit, shot him, and he died
Two doors down he would crow with pride
In my town, it's illegal to own
Constantly crowing, I picked up the phone
Authorities came, the owner was fined
Situation continued, nothing rectified
Endless noise throughout the year
How much more will I need to hear?
Every morning he woke me up around five
One day I paid a visit, shot him, and he died
#home
#birds
#rhyming
#LifeChangingMoment
#frustration
51 reads
4 Comments
A New Type Of Dirty Old Man
Brody saw Vanessa go into the barn
before he heard screams which made him rush into that
barn and find her stripped naked and raped due to
his late uncle whose own spirit is still restless.
before he heard screams which made him rush into that
barn and find her stripped naked and raped due to
his late uncle whose own spirit is still restless.
#home
#fiction
#ghosts
#suffering
#sensual
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Journal December
She wants the bite of slick country memories,
to drive over county lines, take that long hike
--
A place that greens far from dark whiskey,
another space foreseen she'd lose sense of time.
It's the hue of wide pine rows, the crag, small leat
that leaks from aloft and bleeds off a hill.
It's the ache after walking,
the weight of her kit,
the scent of still mist
evaporating from land.
It's the quiet, an ice
that kisses each freckle
and reminds still muscles
to be steady but roam.
...
to drive over county lines, take that long hike
--
A place that greens far from dark whiskey,
another space foreseen she'd lose sense of time.
It's the hue of wide pine rows, the crag, small leat
that leaks from aloft and bleeds off a hill.
It's the ache after walking,
the weight of her kit,
the scent of still mist
evaporating from land.
It's the quiet, an ice
that kisses each freckle
and reminds still muscles
to be steady but roam.
...
#home
#water
#nature
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he’s thinking
tried to hurry home, but the train was late and, being lame, he could hardly walk, and he couldn’t find a cab, and as for all her talk about leaving if he stayed out late again drinking ..
he tried to phone, but the reception wasn’t great
when he got home
he tried to phone, but the reception wasn’t great
when he got home
#home
53 reads
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the porch
the porch,
my learning
tool,
it's feet,
it's arms,
wide eyes
and constant
stare,
colored like
those of
mostly summer,
edges of
other seasons
lay in
the edges,
each day
in between
porch posts,
it's
wide mouth
vibrates
and once
tapping
each board,
brushed
with ideas
of casual
replies.
my learning
tool,
it's feet,
it's arms,
wide eyes
and constant
stare,
colored like
those of
mostly summer,
edges of
other seasons
lay in
the edges,
each day
in between
porch posts,
it's
wide mouth
vibrates
and once
tapping
each board,
brushed
with ideas
of casual
replies.
#home
#learning
#freedom
#art
#passion
53 reads
6 Comments
Relaxing In The Jacuzzi
Stephenie was just relaxing in
the jacuzzi before she heard
someone coming towards her,
turned around and saw Jeff
moving closer and
made herself smile
at the guy
on that
day.
the jacuzzi before she heard
someone coming towards her,
turned around and saw Jeff
moving closer and
made herself smile
at the guy
on that
day.
#friendship
#beauty
#home
#fiction
#sensual
55 reads
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