Commuter Poetry and City Verses
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The sky has fallen again.
It fell for two days this time
and ran all over the ground in azure rivulets and cerulean streams.
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And puddled up pale blue eyes stared up at a November sky
and cried and cried
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The sky is back again today
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We visited the moon in a
broken down Ford and bought stars to carry home
and raised a tree and set a shining star upon its crown.
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In the window by my seat
I see myself screaming down the road
in the belly of a steel beast
with the fire from the east as a constant companion.
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Watching the Skeleton Rise in the Setting Sun
Sliding Down the Concrete Groove like a Pinball
Concrete Shores on an Asphalt Sea
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Desert Moon Poems, Desert Moon Poetry, Desert Moon Verses
By poetryman69
Window Rock. Stone poetry for 090909. What rises from the desert under the moonlight.
Twilight Poems and New Moon Poetry
Harvest Moon (Oct)
Harvest Moon,Long Hair Moon,Ten Colds Moon,Falling Leaves Moon, Hunter’s Moon,Blood Moon,Wine Moon,Travel Moon,
Spirit Moon,Snow Moon,Shedding Moon,White Frost Moon
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Beaver Moon (Nov)
Beaver Moon,Tree Moon,Poverty Moon,Trading Moon,Falling Leaves Moon, Freezing River Moon,Snow Moon,Frosty Moon,Fog Moon,Oak Moon, Mad Moon, Storm Moon,Dark Moon
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Cold Moon (December)
Cold Moon,Night Moon,Respect Moon,Peach Moon,Twelfth Moon, Big Winter Moon,Ashes Fire Moon,Oak Moon,Long Night Moon,
Popping Trees Moon,Running Wolves Moon,Frost Fish Moon, Finger Moon
The Moon of Long cold nights. Winter Solstice Moon.
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Moon
Twilight Poems and New Moon Poetry
Racing for the Sunrise under an Electric Moon
It is near dawn and I have just been shot out of a cannon
A typical commute,
paying some Spaniard
for the right and privilege to drive 80 miles an hour through the heart of Dallas.
The tollways takes its toll as speeding commuters squirt out onto surface streets
like steel blood loss under sodium vapor lamps burning mercury.
I rose up 18 floors into the executioner’s song of a sunrise.
On the way to pour hot caffeine directly into my veins
I peer out through the fleeting dark at a jeweled city
rising from slumber.
Giant buildings eat people disgorged from buses
only to spit them out again when the day done.
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A Catchment full of Moonlit Water
A misty river in a mossy vale
A catchment full to the brim of moonlit water
Lichen covered boulder worn smooth by time and water
Knee deep in the dragonfly grasses
Barren beach on a cold lake
Ribbed dry bones of the earth
a place of water ages past but alas, it flows no more
Staccato cliffs like shattered bones and broken teeth
Twisted shoals mired in milky mist
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