Adirondacks Poems - Poems about Adirondacks

...I am a puzzle made of pieces. One for the girl who woke my heart, one for the girl who broke it, one for the man who shook it, one for the man who took it (when it wasn’t his to take), one for......

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... They told me, "Leave Brooklyn, find the green," "Head upstate, change the scene," Nature's arms open wide, So I took that long Amtrak ride. I knew there were bobcats, I knew there was b......

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... The fire encircled by red Adirondacks A ham and cheese omelette full of protein packs Glacier remnants the shoreline stacks Crimson turns; the once green Sumac's In the Ojibwe lands no f......

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...STONE I spent my youth presenting as stone, sure that protection from the violent vicissitudes of the human condition lay in a geologic journey, the only real threat the unlikely complication......

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...A broad vale next to Lake Champlain, early morning, before the heat, barbed wire fence next to a field where John Arnold’s sheep are grazing. Tall grass is hiding most of them, white humps mosey......

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...Leave some time for wandering, wandering is fun, leave some time for wandering, the wander’s never done. It’s okay to plan ahead, and block out some fun, but leave some time for wandering, lea......

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...When I was a kid on the bus, I looked at all that surrounded us, out the window I always gazed seeing old fields, half-trees, half-hay, beyond them rose a forest wall, maples and pines, stately ......

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...It can be kind of depressing, living in upstate New York, because of that damn city, that grand ol’ attention whore, I cannot go anywhere without having to explain that I don’t live in a boroug......

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...How unparticular the day had particularly been, On March the third of two-thousand and eighteen, For the caretaker at an historic Adirondack Inn, Had lacked company, and therefore, dopamine. ‘......

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...Back in nineteen hundred and three I working with a logging crew, cutting and limbing mighty trees, be they hemlock, pine, or spruce. We worked for the Nowell Paper firm, in the shades of the ......

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...Golda and Goofus. or how a young Baer lost his luncheon and found that man need not live by bread alone. Deep, deep in a pine-wood......

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...My heart is in the Adirondacks And day by day i drink the courage captured in these mountain heights. The trail winds across the slope where bramble lies like Tangled Truth--Blending Berries and......

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...on his deathbed he stares up at the ceiling--- a stale, supposedly calming light blue, basks down upon his now disease ridden body & with all the tubes pumping painkillers & poisons into him, he’s fi......

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...Climb high these mountains And meet cliffs of history Snug against the moon Cold lover's warm kiss Caress each syllable of song Love makes joy exist Adirondacks mist The milk of mothering......

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