Posts tagged ‘home’

August 15, 2017

Tale of a Bird

by Tanya

Up I fly
above the clouds,
but the clouds fly
above me too…

Off I go,
yet I don’t,
that’s the beauty
of an edge-less home!

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August 6, 2017


by Jem Croucher

It’s been asking for one for many a year
as it was starting to look a bit sad
So we finally decided to do the right thing
and start a facelift, you will be glad

It’s been the same colour since back in the eighties
and the pebbledash got a bit thin
And the leak from the gutter above the front door
was not a good state to be in

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July 25, 2017

The Best Waiting Place

by Zenei

On many warm afternoons,

I would sit at a neighbor’s front yard,

Alone on a wooden bench,

that had a shine from excessive use.

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July 16, 2017

New Sofa

by Jem Croucher

We have a new sofa
it’s lovely and green
And it is the best sofa
that we’ve ever seen

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July 12, 2017


by Jem Croucher

Last night the moon shone bright within
a sea of dappled grey
As speckled night clouds gathered
at the end of a hot day

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June 21, 2017

Family (diamante)

by Angela Umphers Rueger

Children everywhere
Laughing, playing, working
Never a dull moment

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June 18, 2017

Lord, Here Am I

by Angela Umphers Rueger

Lord, here am I to labor unrewarded,
To serve unpaid, unloved, unsought, unknown,
Unknown, unloved by all but my dear children,

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June 12, 2017


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

it started out so wonderful
and ended up as home
no bricks, no wood, no mortar
no insulating foam

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June 9, 2017

Education Begins at Home

by Angela Umphers Rueger

Two mothers stood at the cashier line
And chattered on just to pass the time.
They each thought the other a paradigm,
With children ages three, six and nine.

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May 31, 2017

A Living Fossil

by ShoummoF


You are the visceral imprint,

The perennial impression,

Something deep inside of me,

A poignant and recurring melody.

A song I’ve always known,

The centerpiece, the cornerstone,

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May 11, 2017

Seagulls passing

by Jem Croucher

Sitting in the sunshine
by the river at high tide
A seagull came and perched
on the railings by my side
We had a little chat
as it seemed the thing to do
Passing a few pleasantries
before away he flew

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April 6, 2017

At Your Side

by scatterednotebooks
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The whistle screams the hour for you to go.
There’s one last word to whisper, here, to you.
Your tears well up in eyes so sad and low.
My leaden heart stops, short, my every move.
I breathe a shiv’ry breath and take your hand,

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March 18, 2017

Home III

by Jem Croucher

It’s always with some pleasure
when I have been away
Getting closer to my home
at the end of a long day

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March 12, 2017

When Darkness Falls

by braveandrecklessblog

Darkness has settled in

Surrounds me

The cold outside our four snug walls

Frosts our windows

Turns snow into a hard, white crust

The day has been long my love

I have been doing battle with the world today

I have been doing battle with myself

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February 28, 2017


by Jem Croucher


On the wall is a sign
that points to Seaside
It points the right way
and we’ve nothing to hide
For just ten minutes walk
takes us down to the shore
It’s a privilege yes, and
we’d not ask for more

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February 27, 2017

Had a week off

by Jem Croucher


Had a week off
didn’t do very much
just listened to music
and reading and such

Tidied a bit
sorted some stuff
and to be perfectly honest
that was enough

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February 11, 2017

Home in the warm

by Jem Croucher


The air was so brittle
it brought a chill to the bone
So I wasn’t out long
before heading for home
Much better instead to
curl up with a book
with just the occasional
glance up for a look

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January 8, 2017

Sunday afternoons…

by Jem Croucher


Sunday afternoons
A walk, a rest, a cup of tea
This insouciance

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December 23, 2016

The seagull’s cry

by Jem Croucher


The seagulls’ cry
of living by the sea

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August 17, 2016

Let This Poem Remember Me

by A. Marie

Let this room remember me. Let it fill with my scent.

The scent of valerian root, chardonnay, the air of musk and smoke,
damp moss upon the old tombstone, the wet sapling pine.

The late evening sun is the day’s last attempt to sway me.
She spills her warmest rays over the peacock rug, subjugates herself and genuflects
over the altars, over my desk and kitchen countertop.

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May 23, 2016

Tranquility here

by Jem Croucher


The spider had babies
so I re-potted those
Then sat in the sunshine
for some thoughtful repose

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March 28, 2016

As above, so below

by Jem Croucher


As above, so here below
blue sky and deep blue sea
The gently turning silent waves
creep up to welcome me

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March 27, 2016


by Jem Croucher


Tidal waters splashing
at the waters’ edge
on the old breakwater
such a privilege

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March 21, 2016

Like a dream

by Jem Croucher

Version 2

There’s a hill above Shoreham
where you can see the sea
shining silver and bright in the sun
A reminder indeed
of the coast where we live
work and play hard and have fun

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March 11, 2016

A new home

by Jem Croucher

27 November

His family had lived
in the same place for years
Safe from harm’s way
with no worries or fears
Foraging for food
in the gardens around
Then up to the homestead
up high above ground

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February 2, 2016

Driving Home

by The Cheesesellers Wife


Driving Home



The road is bejewelled with the lights of traffic

Red ribbon, white ribbon, snaking over the hills

Dark fields lie beside us as we wend our way

The villages we bypass shine stray lights to our eyes

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December 24, 2015

Compliments of the season

by Jem Croucher


Winter’s warming finally here
with cinnamon and sage
a promise to fruition
comes swiftly to assuage
Laughter’s distant echo
growing louder all the time
to compliment the season
in its presence here, sublime

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November 20, 2015

River of gold

by Jem Croucher


Gold upon the river today
glistening on water below
as it moves towards the ocean
on its daily tidal flow

There is magic here and wonder
together with a sense of awe
almost like the first time
this morning scene I saw

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