Cabin Poems - Poems about Cabin

...For My Children - Daniel Henry Rodgers As dawn's first blush ignites the eastern sky—a cool Caress of dew upon the breeze—and the birds' serenad......Read the rest...

...The flame dances in the candle's final hours, In the heart of a snow-laden cabin, Winter's breath whispers through the shingles, The wind sings a song of the cold night. We gather by the dwindl......Read the rest...

...I remember those days of yore When I was innocent and free All the good times had before In our cabin by the sea Being cautioned by my mother With a starfish in my hands Building castles wi......Read the rest...

...I have closed the main gate After that I closed the door Something more to be closed So I closed the window pane All these efforts are insufficient To keep away cousin of worries The past sweet......Read the rest...

...Am I fitful, fluctuating, fluid? thin compass waver as I jubilantly weave lilac tree vignettes that weep or chortle, rainbow figment curtain rashly wished upon in grain smudge zephyr garne......Read the rest...

.... Yarrrrr 'course I know'd my purty wanted tuh sail wit her corsair she be no landlubber ......Read the rest...

...Anybody, can't see? *It's..., me here. Who? *It's..., me. Me? Me where? *This Mulberry's cabin? He's in there...? *It's, his friend. ......Read the rest...

...I stand with a treasure map, no X to mark the spot. A scattering of clues, roadmaps of endless dots. Your name is on an envelope, surely that’s proof enough? But it’s faded, invisible ink, a......Read the rest...

...The Bumblebee He grew up in a poor household, thought sofa-beds were the norm, but his mother an eager reader had many books that were given and sometimes stolen, often from those who though......Read the rest...

...The forest man He had bought a cabin in the woods near a lake he planned to go there after his divorce with no demand on his time, life would be simpler first of all, he needed a dog, the one ......Read the rest...

...The taste of forever Wild oats and thistles covered the track stinging my legs for punishments for since forgotten The misty Dale that makes war look like a romantic adventure that separated......Read the rest...

...Hand in hand I dream about A simple kind of love Unassuming, yet no doubt Its presence spoken of Between our hearts, conversing in A language all their own Not in words understood Or anythin......Read the rest...

...A crumbling cabin, a jungle deep, An old soldier trudging by, Imagining he heard, in the breeze, A ghostly, wounded sigh. This elder sat 'neath a mangrove To ease his creaking bones, His une......Read the rest...

... I looked up and saw you I entered the cabin but knew you were there. I sat at the table and through the window saw your reflection. You moved ever closer above. The sun was shining. Blue sky......Read the rest...

...The Lonely Fisherman He sat on a rowing boat in the fjord he wore a yellow raincoat and a southwestern cap matching his coat was like seeing a French movie, an intellectual one I couldn’t sta......Read the rest...