Best Boulevard Poems

Like so many possibilities, the cars stream by
All gleaming in the sun, catching my eye
Offering so many choices I can make in life;
which woman do I desire to always stand alongside me,
what kind of man do I aspire in life to be?
Do I want her to be as strong, or stronger than me;
do I want...

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Frayed edges, dust and dirt clumping in little hands
After the sun shower, cast out to the rough cobbled
Street. 

Newborn in her arms, mom watches as the children
Climb the three foot rope-swing, merrily dangling
Above toy trucks and doll-houses.

Smiling, we glide past, comforted, family at my side
As we carry treasures from the street market back
Home, knowing I...

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i tried to notice without noticing.
i tried to fit in by not standing out,
but i knew i was different.
their walls much bigger.
their yards much nicer.

in elementary it seemed everyone
was in the same class: lower class,
but this was junior high across town,
on white burb avenue
and i was poor.
they weren't.
of course i resisted.
i mixed and matched the...

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Welcome to the city of whores
no need to know my name I'll be your tour 
guide
Follow me as we stroll down Cocaine 
Boulevard where they live life so care free 
sex, drugs, murder, the daily routine
Make a sharp left on SlutVille Road where
prostitutes salute the almighty dollar
another hard left now we're on Addict 
Street where...

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a bar door is ajar, only fading voices
echo into the void, from nowhere...and afar!

Here n there, trash drifts
ghosts in flickering neon. 

Broken, floating, bloated 
dead down eons halls
a last of white. 

Crimson taillights roar along 
an empty blacktop...

Ruins of ages-lost buildings hang together
like frozen corpses looking 
into desolation‘s aftermath.

This boulevard is desolate n oblique 
as...

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If I can pull the sunset back to its hidden closet

Usher the storm in its concealed abode

And blanket the silhouette of sunrise before the tilting

Shadow of that leaning mountain.

In silent prayer

I swear

That your love

Will remain

Soaking in the canvas

Of my mourning, gripping and grappling

But praying heart....

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Fluorescent signs shout
     "Liquor" and "***,"
cardboard boxes
     hold the land hostage,
pushers and prostitutes
     pirouette
with survival
     their only choreographer....

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On Hollywood Boulevard

Grohman’s Chinese theater, The Walk Of Fame
Awestruck, frantic crowds tromp down the street
A swirl of accents divulge from whence they came
Myth and stark truth clash but rarely meet

A boulevard of tinsel, tourist mecca anointed
Foreign visitors now the sole true attraction
All a hyped-up charade, but no disappointment
Quiet on the set, lights cameras, action!

Remove tourists,...

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The tree lined streets
Lovers smile hand in hand
I walk serenely taking in the scent of a spring breeze
To a most certain prophecy thus assured
A wine bar that serves a great poison
I am anxious to drink the grapes of wrath
As I travel on a predestined voyage
That shall walk me to my death
No matter where the end...

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I saw her beauty standing there
In her cherry brick made house..
Strolling up as asking for a light
Arranging my blouse amid hope
She might like,  what she finds ?
Thirty-sevens adjusting my skirt
Swaying my hips wetting my lips....

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With complete freedom 
to wear anything one wants
in public: 
hamster ball.

Very dapper
sauntering the boulevard
in one's hamster ball....

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Welcome to the city of whores no need to 
know my name I'll be your tour guide 
Follow me as we stroll down Cocaine 
Boulevard where they live life so care free
sex, drugs, murder, the daily routine
Make a sharp left on SlutVille Road where 
prostitutes salute the almighty dollar 
another hard left now we're on...

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(To the tune of Winter Wonderland)

See the streets how they glisten.
 Neon lights show what you're missin'
Don't you dare to stop at those ***** shops- 
Walking on an L.A. boulevard.
See the girls that are a passin'.
  Lots of thigh they be flashin';
Don't you dare reply when they catch your eye-
Walking on an L.A. boulevard.

Soon...

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When I think about the definition of beauty
When I think about beauty that's true
All thoughts lead me down the same boulevard 
And that boulevard then leads me to you 

Place a kiss on your cheek, brush your lips with my own
Whisper [your name here] at the moment they touch
Breathing in synchrony, composing a symphony 
In...

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Holier than thou
On every Sabbath
I remember wine
Turned from my water
Bread just like my limbs

Broken and scarred
Hung and tortured
My sacrifice
For simple sins

Judgemental
Hypocrites
In my church

Wanting 
To be
 
ME....

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