Asheville Poems - Poems about Asheville

...As we prepare to leave the mountains…I admit…I have no shame for I’ve also been preparing…to play the alphabet game. It’s a game we’ve played since our children were little… on our trips from th......Read the rest...

...Deborah happened on it by chance…and it had immediate allure an advertisement in Asheville…for chocolate factory tour. “We get to tour a chocolate factory.” she said. “And taste chocolate. It’s a......Read the rest...

...Have You Lost and Mourned ( Thank you Tamera) By Franklin Price 02/17/2022 I have lost and mourn a loved one She was my long time cherished spouse Was the best friend that I ever had Brought......Read the rest...

...Winter Baby, Blues Oh baby you left your boots in Asheville where you didn’t even get to hike the Blue Ridges before the new year turned over hittin the drafty door just Iike all the resol......Read the rest...

...Christmas came to the town of Asheville Each one asked St. Nick for a treadmill Instead, he gave them bikes Treating them all like tikes Then he told them to cycle uphill ~~~~~ Santa had to......Read the rest...

...MEMORIES Have you ever wondered why we have a memory…the ability to rapidly recall events that have happened in our life…events significant and small? Perhaps it is the ability to create and r......Read the rest...

...It’s apple season in the mountains and with family stopping by that could only mean one thing…it’s time for apple pie. The mountains, family, apple pie…we are living the dream. so for dinner we ......Read the rest...

...A profession that's not the norm. It borders on the absurd. In the mountains and down the hollers, powerful engines could be heard. I decided to try something new. Put my driving skills to the......Read the rest...

...I Thought Irma Was Over By Franklin Price 9/11/2017 – 5:26 PM I thought Irma was over When she turned right at the coast To cross the width of Florida With an eye I thought was toast She ......Read the rest...

...Driving along orange and lavender blue peaks Where Littledeer’s rabbits parade through Rolling hills of pink and yellow wildflowers Along the French River and broad rapids Down in the valley o......Read the rest...

...Each year, if I can help it, On my birthday I'm away In a place I've never been before To celebrate the day. So today I am in Asheville, A delightful mountain town, Filled with arts and craft......Read the rest...

...My Hunt was for the sonnet gems. My complacence was absolutely stunning. Wiping out my fake dreams,the key to my happiness was setting a realisable goal. On the island of luzon, a beautiful scen......Read the rest...

...They were nearing LaGuardia Airport when the pilot felt a sudden urge. He told the copilot to grab the yoke saying his bladder he must purge! He left the cockpit and wended his way to the lavatory ......Read the rest...