Floodplain
considering the river an enemy
coming up to our hips our home
we would go
where it is thin as a drunk
and all day make
only fire
Poems on the topic: home
Poems on the topic “home” on Poets.by.
Moleish
the business of the mole
is to face the dark
bruise of home
and not take wing
Homelessness
a home close as any order
as far as me
I wash myself a great while
to shed my other bed
Age of Reason
the Virgin’s head
is now art
hands of a lady portion out
the sad sick and wounded
to sleep at a rest home
Yardbirds
in the varnished yard of the prison
we bake
offer violence
to the lip and the window
tormented by bad clothes
walking at night to our cages
birds that are all fat
mining for home
Lost archive
I miss home
where the sheets lie white and smooth
in the little book
of my bed
Drinkers
we all burn in tune
instrumental
to every dying bottle
where I have my croft
where I burrow in
Mal vivant
doubt flowers in each place I drink
each quiet home with the misfortune
of having me within
about my art
about my purpose
and I rant till past two
Multi-purpose
an office all morning
at noon a home
a very busy stone
Remnants
among the thin
business of the corn
a chimney where
there was a home
a bed
of asparagus
Outside influence
I walk to think
to see clear on foot
night fitting
a paper multitude
no mine back home
where I might have gone
Deracinated
in our paper office
in our cleared wood
that only mind will ever own
where to write
letters home to
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