Domicile Poems - Poems about Domicile

Behold the abominable annals of the Storm domicile, A living, groaning edifice of lumber and bureaucratic despair— Where Allen Storm, the paternal prodigal of procedural pedantry, Treads upon its creaking floors with the rigor of a misfiled memo, And...Read the rest...

I'm retired and live in a small, mobile home, about 5600 miles from the outskirts of Rome, about 7200 miles from the waters of the Ganges, and about 5100 miles from Machu Picchu, in the peaks of the...Read the rest...

Here, general life is hideous, All the well-paid jobs tedious, Robbers determined to loot, The Robbed determined to shoot. You’re wasting time as you shout, The Nice option: To get out! One cannot beat Miguel’s heat, Only beat timely retreat: An idea minds...Read the rest...

Used to be able to walk for miles Now I get out of breath, this is not a smile Breathing's a strain A strain on my brain So no more walking unless it's around my domicile<>...Read the rest...

Awakening from a restful night, I thank God for my humble home, For His keeping watch as I slept, And for His morning show of charm. Enjoying my breakfast with delight, I feel God’s presence in a brimming cup. And before...Read the rest...

C-heer I-s N-ow D-elighting Y-our D-omicile E-ven T-hough O-utside I-t's T-ruly O-bscure Topic: Birthday of Cindy Detoito (May 18) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...Read the rest...

I prefer my home and family buttoned down rather than too wild and disorderly, disheveled and irrational. I prefer natural order and shades of color and dialects and economic/political vocations and sequential rules of nutrition-producing order, and yet wonder, too. I have been hurt...Read the rest...