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A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...
Procrastination!

Parents nurture young
Finally freedom to fly
Fledglings spread their wings

28th April 2015

On the covered bridge
A bird is building its nest
Hidden by shadows

humble bumble bee
brings pollen from apple tree
to make his honey

he feeds his loved queen
to protect her he gets mean
his stings aren’t funny

a hive is his home
he fills it with honeycomb
for love not money



For Carol Brown's "What's the Buzz" contest

Carol gave me a no. 1

Miles of green lush grass;
Wide pastures full of livestock;
The country’s my home.

tidy yarn woven
neatly spliced with home spun charm
gilded tapestry 

Earth, sun, and water
Like home made ice cream sundae
Melting together

pies on  tartan rugs

before Spring dandelions bloom

- early yard picnic

beautiful oceans ~
attract swimmers and surfers
home to predators ~




Written 14th August 2018

For water themed haiku poem poetry contest sponsored by Tania Kitchin

water wanders slipping
over and down rocks aimlessly
finding its way home

christmas tree
star on top
proud and bright

quiet night
gifts are wrapped
tucked away

paced myself
feet are up
life so good



posted on December 11, 2018, for contest CHARLIEKU 3-3-3 sponsored by CHARLES MESSINA  -  RANKED 2ND

The Widow
By Valerie D. Staton


Melancholy face
Mascara stained tears fall
Home Going Service

Subtle breeze sauntered
Through bedroom window and kissed
Widow’s somber face

Smell of Lagerfeld
On decedent’s robe brought peace
To her wearied soul

canada geese honk
one, two, three honks only proof....
spring shrouded in clouds

one, two, three, four and more in a V fly
headed home to catch the ladies eye  

As I see the sky, 
Some birds are flying across,  So I turn back home. 
 
Sleeping on my bed, 
         I close my eye and dreaming,    Thinking in my head. 
               
                            Wake up in midnight, 
       I saw a dusk settle down, Flewing in my eye. 
 

    -Bunny Hole- by:SKAT

hidden muddy home
dirty paws, good boy' good boy!
yummy with carrots :)

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  -Unwanted Fluffiness- by:PD

Big Brown Burlap Bag
drop Bunnies down By the Bay
Better off -Blue grave



~SKAT & PD~

     Christmas home with songs
     Gathered family rejoice 
     Happy stars smiling  




     17.12.2014
     A-L Andresen :)
     Copyright © All Rights Reserved 

cherry blossoms

in an old bird nest. .  .

loved ones at my door

Camp fire grows cold,
The campers are going home;
Time to be sad.

beware Picasso 
my home is on great statues
expressing myself

Edward J. Ebbs - 5/16/15
Written for: PICTURE YOURSELF AS A BIRD - Poetry Contest, just for laughs

no phone call needed
secret of hidden key known
teddy bear on bed

©Donna Jones

in the rain
a clown walks home -
rainbow tears

Wildlife in the yard
By Franklin Price
6/16/2015

Wildlife in the yard
Insects birds all in between
To see hear and touch

I shant fall asleep
'til my eyes see Dawn's Sunrise
Kissing Mountain's Peak

'til I feel the warmth
of nature surrounding me
Knowing I AM HOME

Spun gold skies and water
Bring back memories of home
My Florida sunsets

Dreary winter days.
Warm house, full dish, fresh litter.
We are happy cats.

Here I sit alone,
So far away from my home,
City is alive.

guns bought for defense
could be used for injury
in or out of home
~*~
01/25/13

Play The Radio
Get Up And Dance All Night Long
Music Heals The Soul

Snow covered Mountain
Evergreens glisten in White
Spring is in the air

The Chimney billows
A warm cozy Welcome Home
My eyes Tear with Joy

The Birch logs are stacked
Ready to feed the Woodstoves
My Soul is at rest

My Heart longs to be 
With my Most beloved : Lenore
I wait to go HOME

Welcome to my home
furry little wanderer
relax till home found

boasting red and white  
proudly shows home of the free
true canadian

A square to look out of
everything I can see.
Closed at the eve of night
goodnight to thee.

Evening setting warmth
wholeness in the soul
a feeling of home.

I'm in a new place
New home, new job, a new life
Let bygones be done