Hut Poems - Poems about Hut

...We are all the same, whether we are black, brown, or white, We are like many species of birds, chirping our own tunes on the tree of the world. Whether we are rich or poor, we all have so......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...

...Today, the doorbell of my mental hideout rang. It rang with a sound like twinkling waterfalls without the moisture, And tweeted like a soft pillow from my 5-year-old camping nest. The scorching gl......Read the rest...

...The Last Viking There had been a storm, that uprooted  an old oak that exposed a gave the grave of the last Viking, a rusty  sword beside him its grip was made  fallen stars, he had been a chief......Read the rest...

...Captain kuni-lemel graduate strikes again - updated Steely Dan sing queen (me) outdid himself on sixtieth anniversary after Grahame Wood determined to meet the evolving needs of the communi......Read the rest...

...City life is blinding me, Loud and clamoring it demands Coaxes me out of my hands Makes it so i cant see. Theres too many trees, All swaying with their own melodies Some mirror my pleas Othe......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...

...Gardenia cottage is unseen by most Built by a mushroom finger hut ghost Deep in the blue forest, only seen by a few She only shows herself when she thinks you are true......Read the rest...

...Beauty of life; your pain to slay Give no home for a parrots to play Pay a visit to a western coasts Build your tenacles at all costs Befriend the men of fulfilment Tell the frosks to depa......Read the rest...

.... Their thug chained mine whilst through storm's wet i coughed 'twuz the sunny the di......Read the rest...

...In your latter days you had a good life You sat under the mahogany tree near your hut Watching the village as they moved about with their duties. At night you were a storyteller Telling the peopl......Read the rest...

...FLAME OF ASCENSION No-one can escape Flame of Ascension a glance, a glimmer, a gestalted shadow ghosts or gestures guarded Hearts to genteel progress on a path It night......Read the rest...

...I first worked as guard Slept in the cold like a dog With a degree in therapy rotting in my hut, never was I happy But when my kids saw me They saw a father Coming from work with candies an......Read the rest...

...I really honor Elizabeth Dole foundation what it really means to be a caregiver I'm the caregiver of my husband's memories now ipte y wn anxieties all 101 airborne west Mooreland my husband......Read the rest...

...Lord…. Thee…. Guide me Walk my path Waiting for my bath Twiddling my thumbs cause I fear me Yearning for a hut where all those sounds are tapered shut Please erase such a gut from such controv......Read the rest...