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Poem Details | by craig schaber |
Categories: art, happiness, health, hope, life, loss, lost love, love, peace, people

LIGHTS OF THE CITY

Lights of the city far away they look so pretty. As I get closer your lights seem warm and 
bright as I search all through the night. But right next to you you’re not as warm as I had 
dreamed. I should never have traveled so far now all I want is to go back and just see you 
from afar. Your lights how pretty they are.


Poem Details | by Kevin C. Martin |
Categories: bible, christian, city, courage, faith, god, hope, inspiration, inspirational, jesus, journey, joy, life, love, pain, peace, prayer, religion, religious, spiritual, uplifting, urban, youth,

The Corner of Madison and Huron

At the corner of Madison and Huron,
The faint pedestrian appears.
A couple holding hands walking swiftly
As police pass near.
Cane in his hands
Walks a younger looking man,
Rolling his suitcase along
A central corner in a downtown city
Where faith, hope, and love belong.
May God bless you Toledo,
Today and forevermore.

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, betrayal, blessing, cheer up, city, confidence, cute love, deep, desire, earth, england, environment, feelings, garden, green, happiness, happy, i love you, imagination, irony, joy, july, june, london, love, love hurts, meaningful, missing you, nature, nice, nostalgia, passion, places, relationship, romance, romantic, sad love, seasons, simple, solitude, spiritual, spring, summer, true love, uplifting, vacation, weather, wisdom,

Jump

Chairs lined with stripes, 
green and white,
became ski jump ramps
for feelings, innocent and pure,
taking off from the edge
hoping to defy the gravity of fears. 

Only a lucky few made it,
others turned into tears
landing on the grass of Green Park
as the warm air was getting dark.
 



Poem Details | by Literrius Miller |
Categories: love, me, me, boy,

Given and Recieved Love, City Boy meets Country Girl

Give me your life And i'll write it down, Show me the country, and I'll take you to town, Give me your love and i'll give you my heart give me a promise and we'll never part.


Poem Details | by Paul Callus |
Categories: romance,

In the City of Love

indecision
by Eiffel Tower
shall I take lift or stairs

sipping coffee
off the beaten track
why does it taste better

on bench, relaxed
relishing the peace
can idling be a sin

fantasy shared
padlocks on a bridge
is love for ever more

pleasantly lost 
in city side streets 
do we need find the way 

an evening stroll
lovers by the Seine
who knows where it will end

soaking in her
nocturnal beauty
how can I resist her

lingering thoughts
when it's time to leave
how soon can we return


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Contest: Questionku Two
Sponsor: Richard Lamoureux
Placed 1st

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: anger, angst, anxiety, betrayal, city, conflict, cool, crazy, death, depression, dream, freedom, grief, growing up, heartbroken, how i feel, imagination, lost love, love hurts, metaphor, philosophy, romance, sad, satire, self, senses, sensual, suicide, symbolism, wife,

Bed

A white ceiling, 
a dull life.
A wife?
No, just a knife -
that's all I need.

Poem Details | by Robert Ronnow |
Categories: beauty, city, love, rose, sun, today, yellow,

A Yellow Rose

I am thinking of the day
                  I came to you
                                  with a yellow rose

a passing businessman
                  said hello to you
                                  you put it in your hair

today is like that day
                  the sun is hot
                                  on a crowded city

we are discovering each other
                  anew
                                  in the crowd


Poem Details | by Sidney Beck |
Categories: city, love,

BRIEF ROMANCE

BRIEF  ROMANCE


Fell for a Scottish girl long ago.  Pretty as a picture,  but
Heart  as cold as an empty Edinburgh street  on a wet
January Monday morning, when the chiseled 
Craigleith sandstone blackened by smoke 
Repels  the rain from the Forth,
And the steep roofs pour 
Water into the runnels
Down the cobbled 
Streets.

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: anxiety, appreciation, art, beautiful, celebration, celebrity, city, confidence, courage, creation, culture, destiny, dream, emotions, feelings, firework, first love, girlfriend, good night, hair, happy, humanity, imagination, international, jealousy, joy, love, metaphor, miss you, missing you, music, parody, poems, relationship, romance, romantic, stress, success, symbolism, today, tribute, true love, uplifting, world,

Dream

in the dream I had 
many appeared
extras plenty
but loved ones too

all had seen
that same dream
but only one got it
others had no clue


Poem Details | by Matthew Anish |
Categories: heart, love, urban,

Heart of the City

    In a thousand city 
rooms 
    lovers caress each 
other 
   On the streets 
auto lights are reflected 
in pools of rainwater 
Trucks hurtle by 
   carrying needed goods 
to businesses 
Policeman gaze 
  at the city scene 
with wary eyes 
   As the rainfall ends 
pedestrians close their 
   umbrellas 
A young woman walks down 
   a crowded avenue 
turning heads with her pretty 
   face and fine figure 
Skyscrapers rise up 
   and challenge the sky 
City of a million dreams! 
Don't forsake your inhabitants!
Let them live between your towers, 
    find peace in city streets 
and even taste urban love in the 
   heart of the metropolis!

Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: beauty, love, people, places, poets, relationship, vacation,

Walled City

into culture walk we, amidst her history smiling faces grin .

Poem Details | by Creative Chaos |
Categories: city, culture, cute love, home, immigration, new york, urban,

Rush Hour 24-7

A stranger bumped into me 
He never said sorry, neither did I 
It's New York rush hour

Poem Details | by Joyce Johnson |
Categories: kiss, love,

Outside of the City

Outside of the city where the pomegranates grow,
With large citrus orchards perfuming the air,
I met my true love on a blossom strewed pathway.
My heart gave a leap when I saw him draw near.
He held me so tight underneath blooming tree
As he planted his kisses all over my face.
We met in the city where the pomegranate grows
And we'll wed in the valley where the scented wind blows.

Poem Details | by Mitch White |
Categories: life, love, house, city, house,

Golden Pond

I was raised in the sticks where you never saw a cop
It was easily a two mile walk to the school bus stop

How I got to Thrillva's house was simply by hitching
We would hurry to the pond with no intention of fishing

Both emancipated and married when we hit seventeen
What a stir we made when we opted for the city scene 

Within a few years the city life had choked us out
So we moved to Alaska in a magical walkabout

Bought a hillside cabin house and had two daughters
Cherished annual vacations in Hawaii's warm waters 

We are proud grandparents now whose lives are full
Still live in the small town what most consider dull

Poem Details | by rob carmack |
Categories: art, city, desire, emotions, love, romantic, woman,

In the Auditorium Part II

In the Auditorium de la Panacée, 
not yet perfume or pheromone, 
but only what he can see,
drawn exit as she heads home.

Every step on pulse of Montpellier,
one dropped program chances today.
Prudent for an approach easier,
when she stops at a Café.

Took a sip and tripped closer,
now pierced by what he can’t see.
Courtesy of Swiss industry and a photographer
in the Auditorium de la Panacée.

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A collaboration with Julia Ward who composed Part I which can be found on her list.

Poem Details | by james christian |
Categories: happiness, love, city, love, river,

all about newark

I love the castle, I love the river
I love the city, Of Newark

The castle is like a big wall of history, next to the river which is like a massive water 
wilderness, in the city of Newark

I love the hills
 I love the Devon
 I love the converted boat in the city of Newark 

The hills are like a massive fortress
 which is like the river  Devon
 in the city of Newark 

I love the market I love church 
I love the queen of sconce where Oliver Cromwell fired his bullets 
which hit the church 
On September the 1st 

Now you see the wonders of Newark, people are like butterfly calm and gentle 
floating to and from the city of Newark 

BY JAMES CHRISTIAN

Poem Details | by Mary Oliver Rotman |
Categories: angel, cute love, love, mother, son, sweet,

Ocean City 2001

He is a sun-bronzed god
reigning in my heart,
with his regulation
golf course hair
and sturdy legs,
winning smile, and
eyes that reflect mine
except that his twinkle.
(I always thought we
---poets---
made up “eyes that twinkle”
until I saw his.)
He stands,indignant and proud,
with all the power his
5 1/2 year old ego can muster;
he is sweet with the affection 
only an innocent heart can bestow.
He is my best work.

My son.

Poem Details | by Rose Church |
Categories: city, community, cute love, desire, first love, love, teenage,

The Boy

Two sides of town are what separate us
In fair Verfield, a quiet and small place
When I don't see you I throw a big fuss
You lift my spirits up with your embrace
You are always trying to make me laugh
Although, your jokes are always through a tease
I always feel like you're my second half
Life around you is such a gentle breeze
We see each other at least once a week
My heart races when I am around you
Our friendship has certainly reached it’s peak
Instead, you are dating a girl named Sue
Why can’t you see how we are meant to be?
I will be waiting under the oak tree

Poem Details | by Vongai Tinomudaishe Mupetesi |
Categories: first love, love,

THE CITY PARK BENCH

The city park bench

Busy city, busy people, busy life
Privacy unattainable even when you strife
Busybodies around meddling everywhere
Privately aiming to muddle every affair

Yet they find peace in this location
Their love unrestrained by commotion
In the midst of chaos and foul stench
A love nest is built on a public bench

Encircled by noise yet they speak softly
People scampering yet they sit calmly
Hand in hand, innocently as if in paradise
Regardless of brutes present to jeopardize

Engrossed by each other’s company
Spontaneously crossing legs in synchrony
Unmindful of the stench from the adjacent trench
Sitting comfortably on the rusty metal bench

Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, anxiety, bullying, care, change, city, conflict, corruption, courage, creation, cry, death, depression, desire, destiny, discrimination, feelings, god, heart, heartbreak, how i feel, hurt, image, imagery, imagination, inspirational, jealousy, life, loneliness, lonely, love, nature, passion, prayer, psychological, religious, remember, society, sorrow, sorry, spiritual, suicide, wisdom,

Heartache On 4th Street

  How can I live my life
  Always standing in front of a knife
  So I'll get on the night train
  And I'll go to Spain
  I'll leave this kingdom, this life, and this shame
  So there won't be any more pain
  And so there won't be any one to blame.

Poem Details | by Liva Evita Nagle |
Categories: city, dedication, dream, first love, happiness, nostalgia, romance,

Cut by Half

Remember how the
morning was warm with
its first hint of spring

Under the sky unusually clear
our smiles were wandering
through streets with coffee scent
uplifting the mood and the sun
outsmarting the moon

Your bus arrived early when
I thought how again I am
walking you home half-way

Only half-way because the
day was Sunday and
everything closed half-early
in Luxembourg and the
buses too arrived early bringing
nostalgia too quickly

so the day was cut by half
half-early yet the
sun was outsmarting the moon
too soon




Poem Details | by Vera Duggan |
Categories: love, my children, travel,

My City

From Banksia Grove to Alfred Cove
There are lovely sights to see
Sorrento Quay is on the way
To where my children love to play
Elizabeth Quay is a brand new place
That puts a smile upon my face
Oh Perth is such a lovely place to be
South West Australia is for me
Then Midland lies there in the East
And Fremantle lies in the West
But every part of our grand city
To me, she is the best

Poem Details | by Michael F Lewis |
Categories: goodbye, love,

Love's city limits

Love’s city limits

Hands still warm but letting go

Stars sparkle in tears

Glimmering eyes say goodbye

I should not have let you go

 

Michael F. Lewis

3/8/2013

Poem Details | by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: grandmother, grandson, love,

REFLECTION OF THOUGHTS THROUGH CITY WINDOWS

REFLECTION OF THOUGHTS THROUGH CITY WINDOWS

reflected lights shine
through blooming city window
giving the appearance
of Christmas ~
early spring trees of Chicago

angelic grandchildren sleep
whilst a grandma dreams of peace
soon to be wrapped in chaotic arms

watercolored frames,
likewise dream –
staring me down,
sizing me up

collecting my thoughts,
preparing scrapbook 
memories – both
fun and frenetic

too soon these boys will grow
into men of honor and worth
and so i beg them at my doorstep
where my heavy heart resides

always and forever
they hold the key
to unlock
our time together
as the clock ticks and tocks

Kim Rodrigues © 2017


Poem Details | by Stephen Barry |
Categories: children, city, father son, happiness, love,

Get Back Jack

When I get back Jack,
It’s you and me forever.
When I get back Jack,
Let’s plan on sunny weather.
When I get back Jack,
We’ll look for ships, the Tall.
When I get back Jack,
It’ll still be summer, not yet Fall.
When I get back Jack,
At least from time to time,
When I get back Jack,
It’s the grapes not the wine.
When I get back Jack,
A chance to act so silly.
When I get back Jack,
Meet the son of Colleen and Billy.
When I get back Jack,
It’s Oh so hard to wait,
When I get back Jack,
This really must be fate . . .