Best Avenue Poems

"Sweet child in time,
you'll see the line
the line that's drawn between
good and bad"

Having cold sweats again in this godforsaken ninety degree heat. Shivering uncontrollably. God, what I'd do for a warm comforter right now. Zombies all around me mumbling incoherent poetry no one understands or...

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In pre-ghost era of my sowing days,
and long before my crumbling had begun,
my feeble goals sparked insufficient blaze;
the avenue I chose was not hard-won.

I packed a suitcase but misunderstood
the purpose of my journey from the start.
And though I tried to do the things I should,
I...

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jampacked city streets
that jangled and banged
in the raucous jarring day
shifted
from business to boogaloo
squeezing into moonlight
party lights
gin and lime-kissed
gimlet sequined dress
strutted
in studded six-inch heels
riveting flair
provoking jive and jazzy nights
to tame this lion of New York

The bed swallowed the evening
sucked-up in slumbered
sobering snooze
exhaling the drunkard’s stench
while the...

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Blue sky fades in the summer sun
Summer sun gives way to fun on the run 
Warm air , dark nights, watchin’ city lights
Drivin’ down the avenue ,takin’ in the sights
Moon comes up over a cozy  ocean blue 
Leaving a path to dream of something...

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Shades of black
On an ebony night
As the moon shines down
Such a wonderful sight
 
A channel of water
Mirrors the sky
As the clouds float
In my thankful eyes
 
The avenue of the moon
Silhouettes the tops of the trees
Like a silent guard of honor
In blissful guarantee
 
Another capture of...

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This avenue, the same as ones nearby
once rang to screams and laughter, hoots and calls,
toy planes and cap rockets taunted the sky,
and footballs kicked and bounced against shop walls.
In rows, the children stood ready to run
after the chant  'Please Mister Crocodile',
and 'British Bulldog' always...

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    "Along Love Avenue"



perfection in Life's journey seems an impossible task
from first flow of breath, to final futile gasp.

love is the key ingredient to achieve success
on a road still driven toward human happiness.

with an intimate partner to share in all things
believing in...

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Peering through crystals along the palm lined
Avenue of Angels, stretching endlessly
In a parallel universe serenaded by unheard
Choruses of lost newborns ripped from their
Mother's wombs through no fault of theirs,
Nor judgement of their mothers.
Resentment, anger or any form of avarice
Does not exist on this beautiful avenue.

Tho...

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Tree lined avenue
Ochres and yellows display
Graciously they fall
In carpet gown, soil enriched
In life they shone, now they're gone




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The Avenue of Gastronomic Delight

Down the broad avenue called Gastronomic Delight
City life gathers when twilight awakens;

In eateries, drive-ins, greasy spoons and taverns – jumpin’ joints jumpin’
Like Snoopy with his dish doing the suppertime dance;

Lured by the siren of food from imagination’s industry -
Reached out for...

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Paws on the Avenue

Every afternoon ‘bout half past four
Paddy and I go out the door
No straying from our daily ritual.

Paws on Fido Avenue
Happy tails of sloppy kisses unmuzzled
Parade of canines – every kind “bone-i-fied.”

A purebred mutt strut cavalcade
Fashion parade of single coats
Long hairs march in...

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No straight laced thoughts exist here ever  
in this campus of wild imagination, 

magic is weaved in every shade of pink  
with a blush rose sky resembling finest art  
its a coral hued Kingdom of peace and quiet 
inhabited by love fairies...

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the big shirt jigged and flapped, 
while the clothes line struggled 
to gain control; wily birds 
stamped their little feet to the
shirt’s sailing- ship, wild-blustered
rhythm;  below, the fat garden
cat licked its lips as Mrs Bridges 
prepared the evening meal, early.

The big shirt jigged and...

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The fire raged, no place to dwell, a busy street, a place of hell..
What loss of life we do not know, no place to live, no place to go..
What place be next, where people die, the block is spent, the price is high..
Dope addicts, drugs,...

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out of sync the wheel
squeaks, too many little 
brown mice with big mice ears
have chewed my bearings

a sunbeam sits on my 
dislocated shoulder
and the cat's in the cradle
sleeping with the whole ball of wax
(what a yarn that is!)

i sharpen my nails and
dig in the posthumous...

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