Americana Poems - Poems about Americana

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There once was a dog named Alfalfa. Who stood in line to vote for the alpha. Was nothing but fur and bones Votes for dog with most Milkbones. Bribed! He......Read the rest...

...It’s Thursday evening, almost nine, foot-tap, fiddle, and banjo time, with juke-box tales of love’s romance, the county jail, a second chance, for bourbon belles or backroad trucks, mail-box mot......Read the rest...

...In peacetime, in wars, you stood tall, you matter to God, to us, you gave all. American veteran, come home from PTSD, dreams of the courageous gifted to the free. We want you to know we care, ......Read the rest...

...Pick a place you want to go The answer never will be no How about a rustic inn? One where we have never been With cottages on private coves Overlooking lilac groves Horse and buggy romance ride......Read the rest...

...Ice, ice, baby You pour me over maybe A straw to pierce the depths Inhale the deepest breaths A fancy glass all fluted In milky joy I'm rooted A scoop of whizzed banana Tastes of pure Americ......Read the rest...

...It's a day. There's a flip in it. First bit is a blah, blah, blah - lots of stuff we'll deal with later. You know, how it might all end as relayed by a doctor, but that's deferred until Monday and ......Read the rest...

...Panagiota Romios Spirited, elaborate and gracefully She weaves with ease her poetry Wistful, yet strong, carries her own A starry queen on her exalted thrown She writes to please......Read the rest...

...One day let's just sit together Both our legs in the other's entwined We'll read each other short stories And prose from the great poets of time I Then let's watch some old movies Your choice f......Read the rest...

...William Bonny AKA Billy The Kid A Tale Of Billy The Kid By Robert Gorelick “Quien esta?” Bang! It’s over, you’re a legend now, Billy. Born in Hell’s Kitchen in ramshackle con......Read the rest...

...A chilly mist hung in the air that Sunday morning in April when I pulled up in front of Harpers Grove Community Church. The gravel parking lot was rapidly filling up, and folks, nodding cordially to ......Read the rest...

...It was old Woody that lured me with Dust Bowl Ballads and so much more Telling stories of a West That I'd never heard before. I was with the Okies as They travelled down the road Got a new he......Read the rest...

...Nineteen good guys with guns, But no balls; Your tax dollars at work. Requiem Americana.......Read the rest...

...This town, this Silk Road had no toll to pay yet from the east caravans again fill its pharaonic marble and glass temples. Monolith malls rise its clefts, eco-wilderness morph into mult......Read the rest...

...The Day Your Child Stabs You Version 1 In order to weep I guess I must care; At least enough to stress Over these words, to share. To her free mind, half mine She stares down at me... But......Read the rest...

...Indestructible, for Johnny Cash by Michael R. Burch What is a mountain, but stone? Or a spire, but a trinket of steel? Johnny Cash is gone, black from his hair to his bootheels. Can a man......Read the rest...