Baltimore Poems - Poems about Baltimore

You wished upon a star and got left out in the rain. You gave it all your heart and it just got broke again. Oh… It just got broke again. You dressed unto the nines, now I guess he’ll never see. You painted a whole world, clearly it is not meant to be. Not meant to be. Oh… not meant to be. He...

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He crashed against my glass stunned into silence he lay in shock, poor thing I placed him in a lined box wrapped in soft bamboo he rested and recouped Two hours later I found him standing at the edge, waiting We made eye contact I took a photo, then he flew away Boy ! he...

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The Baltimore oriole sports an orange coat, But I haven't seen one; to L.A., they're remote. Their rich whistling song is a sweet herald of spring. Ones like Frank Robinson have a great home run swing....

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The grandfather on my mother's side was a cheapskate. A real cheapskate. One Christmas, he gave me a used paperback book. Something like “Jimmy Plays Baseball.” It was written for a 7 year old child, and I was considerably older than that. Still had “5 cents” written in pencil on the first page. No foolin'. Asked he, “You ever read...

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As night draped its cloak over Baltimore's sleeping form, A cargo ship, the MV Dali, sailed to greet the dawn. From the bustling harbor shores it had slipped away, Bearing goods for far-off lands, under the sky's dark sway. Two pilots steered the lumbering vessel, ‘cross the tranquil bay, But fate, in ever sly and cunning ways, had its plans...

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The Baltimore Bridge Tragedy copyright 2024 by jon gutmacher The Francis Scott Key Bridge was built with great care but a ship took that bridge out it’s no longer there Over 100,000 tons and fully loaded three football fields long crashed into the bridge and Man! did it fall Crashed into the water in seconds came down cars, trucks, and the people yeah – all of em...

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He fights witches, vampires, zombies and plagues and yet his most disgusting foe is left unseen Dark and nasty devils within they conspire and collaborate amongst their fire His harpoon can't kill them all but he's shown his skill with the zombies Baltimore is searching for the vampire Haigus but it's the filth I fear the most that lie in bundles waiting to pounce Let the sun shine...

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Baltimore, again. 8 AM, sweating, shaking on the verge of puking up stomach acid. the car is dead silent. are we early? are they late? is this how its going to be forever? who knows. who cares. i’ve been watching time pass and slip through the cracks between my fingers. it seems more apparent...

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We both reach for a camera both forget to click on the image as a flight of rainbows takes wing. Tangerine buds bloom into a sherbet fountain. Orange and black ride a ray of sunlight. “Phew, did you catch it?” “No I got nuked by the moment!” “Yes, better that way.” she replied thoughtfully....

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Badgered In Baltimore Dear Blabby, My bride of forty-five years has a cow whenever she suspects me of catting around. She calls me a little weasel and a snake in the grass. I try to answer, but I'm ordered to clam up. She's such a pest, asking me...

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Once came a smart tinker to Baltimore He peddled his pots near a dry-goods store He hawked them all in one day For whatever folks would pay Then hurriedly left and came back with more. written January 19, 2022...

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whistler of orchard sweet flute chirp weaves vivid plume ~ of haunting cadence ...

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In heat the pulse of your streets. I've heard the crack of hard political whips that pinch the air. Cores of human topography, your aging neighborhoods. Your people kick cans counting gravel like jewels, while chiselers roast dogs in the courthouse. Swine flu kills the papers. And already the sky is feverish. In your train tunnels a violinist plays pianissimo. I've seen railroad men search for him along your tracks.* But you are always the...

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Bleeding as purple as the Ravens jersey with pride A city so welcoming, fittingly and adoringly... Labeled "Charm City," and "B'more"; this city is much more! There's no dull moment or sight ln this wondrous place. There's so much to see! Most definitely livable...and not "rat-infested"! Orioles tweet for this "Birdland" at the break of dawn Receptive to tourists with open...

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We both reach for a camera, but forget as the moment takes wing. Tangerine buds bloom into a sherbet fountain. An orange and black dartle of downy sunshine. Hearts abeyant, our perception hangs from each ribbon of light....

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