Best Blvd Poems

The days are oh so long
The nights so dark and cold
You came to read the signs
Down on BEULAH BLVD

The first of many journeys
The potholes hidden...

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"It was 2 or 3 years ago
As best as I can recall
A slight chill in the air
Maybe early spring,
or maybe late in the fall

Queens County...

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Nomads of the Rising Sun

~~a homeless home invasion~~



We are nomads of this earthly plain, dining with dust and riveting rain
Dancing with demons dictating pain, making...

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Obsession Issues


Obsession in Yukon
Obsession in The Bronx
Even got obsession from
Mr. Flaunt what he wants
All these obsession issues
Don’t got time on my mind
So I’m throwin them...

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secrets began leaving the building
bar codes covered the license plate's
threats intimidation badgering
and fear meaningless arousal

I began to focus on her treason
again a righteous over reasoning
I...

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Down under
Asunder
There's worlds of wonder
Where etiquette 
Meets surrogate 
And the dress code's
Downright Confederate
Slithering among creepy crawlers
That descend from the
Heavenly puke-encrusted abyss above
Known as Hollywood Blvd...

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I remember Woolworth’s,
round plastic seats,
shitty food that was hard to eat.
I remember being to stoned to remember,
I remember being high from January to December.
in those...

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i couldn't find sesame street on my G.P.S
 it was somewhere down by electric ave i guess
but every time i put in where i wanted...

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while she believed she was me
signing my name on personal injury
claims in fort lauderdale
I cradled my identity  i was every part

of america i was...

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Hot Child In The Urban Summer Dwelling

A Poem by Debbie_Philly
 
" Poem about the heat in the city ....;) "

Hot Child In the Summer Urban...

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autumns weary saint unceremoniously patterns out a few leaves.
stained fingers against drum rolling tobacco papers work quickly.

 round about him perenially leaking wisdom.
 square about...

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A Lenten Dirge
 

Ash Wednesday I saw Quinn again,
first time in years, sailing the streets,
weaving through people,
his collar up, his head cocked, his arms
like telephone...

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Surprises within a despise
The stage that sets the mood
Many events that shall include
Shock Street being the scare street
No time to move in retreat
Creators have been...

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I feel invisible. And Christmas feels like another terror crisis for families. I design 
every city, feel no pity for this except, and  can't...

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This is a life I've gotten used to
Last night someone stole my shoes
My life has been miserable all the way around
It's a stereo with no...

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