Best Americana Poems

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

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Americana Panorama
Land of the free
Home of the brave
From sea to shining sea
In between golden waves

From the fields farmers plant
Across the vast Mid-West
In this Americana Panorama

Northern cities touching sky
Scrapers lighting up the night
As the Carolina shore
Echos back the oceans roar

Along the Texas plains
Where freedom loves to...

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Land of the free
Home of the brave
From sea to shining sea
In between golden waves

From the fields farmers plant
Across the vast Mid-West
In this Americana Panorama

Northern cities touching sky
Scrapers lighting up the night
As the Carolina shore
Echos back the oceans roar

Along the Texas plains
Where freedom loves to sing
In...

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{"We don’t run away, we cannot run away from our demons; the very ones that plague us with our history, reminisce on our backstories and they,
Judge. 
Judge, adjudicate us by it, 
Convict us of a felony for whom which we have been associated with; or...

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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 rides
Snow capped, pine tree mountainsides
Cozy, warm, big fireplace
Reflecting, glowing off your face 
Nooks and crannies,...

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Heart ache, a road break off route sixty-six
Over each river and every state line
Tour bus travellers all finding their fix
Everyone hyphened is heightened this time
Lost luggage losing it's share of the light

American dreams with shutters pulled down
Memphis blues music feels alright tonight
Elvis themed runners surprising...

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A patriotic bunting, hanging from a porch,
black lines of a Model-T, back when we liked Ford,
porcelain sign from the 30s, somehow ad and art,
the fun and fear we got from tossing a lawn dart.
Rich, decadent milkshakes upon a summer’s eve,
chrome diner with a neon sign,...

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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 consumptive squalor,
New York’s crammed gang infected
rat-infested shacks 
and alleys.

Amid the iniquitous stench
of rot and the soul’s decay,
in a nation...

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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 each other, were threading their way through neat rows...

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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 motels, living on luck
from one horse towns to city bars
acoustic sounds that drive guitars
harmonicas with prairie dust
Americana, steel mill rust
cornbread kitchen,...

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