Poems About: HOUSE

In this page, poems on / about “house” are listed.

  • 37.
    The King

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    Mike Ridpath
  • 38.
    house of cards

    a house of cards
    complex, but weak
    folding under me
    slandering under me read more »

    Thai Hood
  • 39.
    Firing color

    Fire color house
    And I am inside
    That house. read more »

    gajanan mishra
  • 40.
    Glass Houses

    Glass Houses with see through people
    Transparent contents on show
    Large houses with no central heating
    Covered in cold winter snow read more »

    Marie Causey
  • 41.
    A House called Lonely (A Trilogy in three parts)

    There is a street in every town that owns a house
    called lonely. Then when your just passing by you might
    just say, 'if only.
    If only could mean a life time of thoughts but it does'nt cure read more »

    sylvia spencer
  • 42.
    In My House

    Oh House, that was mine
    Once I looked down your corridors
    Finding emptiness, vain aspects
    Kindness, loathed by anguish and sorrow read more »

    Singleton M. Tate
  • 43.
    complicated lifestyle.

    a man's life is simple.

    he has a routine, like this: house, office, house. read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 44.
    BEDROOM KAROAKE

    Pink Champagne & I
    love your hair...eh?

    With a hairbrush read more »

    Dónall Dempsey
  • 45.
    The House with Nobody in It

    Whenever I walk to Suffern along the Erie track
    I go by a poor old farmhouse with its shingles broken and black.
    I suppose I've passed it a hundred times, but I always stop for a minute
    And look at the house, the tragic house, the house with nobody in it. read more »

    Joyce Kilmer
  • 46.
    The City Dead-House


    BY the City Dead-House, by the gate,
    As idly sauntering, wending my way from the clangor,
    I curious pause--for lo! an outcast form, a poor dead prostitute read more »

    Walt Whitman
  • 47.
    The Black House On The Corner

    I passed by that house everday,
    wondering what lurked inside of it,
    was their some kind of ancient evil inside,
    or a normal family that we never saw, read more »

    Robert Rumery
  • 48.
    Haiku Bush Fate

    White house mouse leaves Bush
    To hole in house with holey
    Moley mouldy cheese read more »

    Ken e Hall
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