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Poems About: HOUSE

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  • 325.
    House Of Stairs III

    An empty
    House
    Is a giant house
    Filled read more »

    Atef Ayadi
  • 326.
    From The Terrace

    White house
    brown roof
    windows with outsretched arms
    speak to my eyes read more »

    mark nwagwu
  • 327.
    House at Night

    The house at night is best
    When wife and daughter rest
    The strivings of the day
    They seem to fade away read more »

    Bill Grace
  • 328.
    easter scene

    a woman in an early morning sweeping some trash

    away from the house read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 329.
    Violet

    drowned in a pool of violet
    the windows pour forth invisible echos
    the leaking panes - my decrepit house-
    leaking against a flooding ocean. read more »

    Crystal Korzinsky Chambers
  • 330.
    Hold this Image,

    Hold this Image,
    Hold this Image,
    That the Flow will exist by the fowls,
    I hold no part of earth, read more »

    Abdul Karim
  • 331.
    Hold this Image, , ,

    Hold this Image,
    Hold this Image,
    That the Flow will exist by the fowls,
    I hold no part of earth, read more »

    Abdul Karim
  • 332.
    Take me to the Heaven's,

    Take me to the Heaven's,
    Take me to the Heaven's,
    That I may regard all Living as a Moment of Love,
    Iam taking this House for Glory, read more »

    Abdul Karim
  • 333.
    Which way?

    At one end of the road is a man who built a house.
    He ordered more then enough bricks and employed
    more then enough builders, who, in their turn with
    the money they spent, employed more then a few. read more »

    Dean Buckfield
  • 334.
    the disguise

    Houses, like people
    Look you strait in the eye
    And deceive you read more »

    gabby chamberland
  • 335.
    SOMETHING THAT FLOWS AWAY

    FINALLY you tell me
    you like an empty house
    something minimal
    all white with no curves read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 336.
    This is my house,

    This is my house,
    This is my house,
    Where I see that dwelling of love than Hatred,
    My Being is being for Humanity, read more »

    maxpoet beauty
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