My dream house
Since it has never been built,
Is a constantly shiftings structure.
Sometimes, It's up in a tree.
Other times, it's underground.
Sometimes it has many stories,
Sometimes only one.
The front door comes in many shapes and sizes
The rooms don't stay in place for long.
The windows change size
Their glass is often replaced
The front gate never looks the same
Sometimes there is no front gate at all.
The yard shrinks and grows
Sometimes a wild forest,
Other times well groomed.
And don't even get me started on my bedroom!
Sometimes you can't see the walls
There are so many books
My bed is never the same size
And has gone through several types of canopies.
One thing about the house never changes;
Every room has at least one bookshelf
My artwork hangs on the walls.
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Unfocused Poems - An Anthology
PoetryThis is a collection of poems written in 2017. Each part is a single poem. My writing goal for 2017 was to write at least as many poems over the course of the year as I could, and I surprised myself by writing a total of 81 poems. Hope you enjoy...
