Best Brooklyn Poems

White ...

frost-clad

cabled vaults -

join thoughts to sky ...

my city slumbers 'neath its cloak of snow.






~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Make It Five" Poetry Contest, Joseph May, Judge & Sponsor.

( Syllables = 1, 2, 3, 4, 10 - counted at HowManySyllables.com )...

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From Ebbett’s Field, they had to move away.
This team sought greener pastures in LA.
What they needed was a little change of scene.
The team moved into a park at Chavez Ravine.

Back in Brooklyn, the boys had a good home.
Their fans didn’t want the team to roam.
A...

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a dashing ballpark
in the year 1913
drawn to atmosphere





10/2/2015...

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The TV shows
wars and scandal
with big faces 
moving lips
running words
on every wall
while disc jockeys threaten 
bad traffic and weather
through the ceiling.
I slurp my omelet’s florescent cheese 
that strings from mouth to plate,
slug my coffee
and try to catch the waiter’s fast glance
before the street cleaner comes
loaded...

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The fire alarm went off at the projects,
		but when they got their, no one spoke,
		and there was the absence of fire and smoke,
		it was just going to be a prank,
		and that’s when a crime scene developed
		in a project house basement, a dank,
		the odor was so...

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I remember in my college days 
I was reading a poster
      My English professor 
came by and said 
    "Do you want to spend your life looking at posters? "
   I was looking for a...

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Blessed by a baby girl; our bundle of joy
Rising as a beautiful stream, flowing in our hearts...ahoy!
Offering her back to God, so He will watch and keep,
Our precious little angel, she is one of His sheep.
Kinfolks come to visit and to show her love,
Little do...

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When the moon is full
I show a certain inclination
It’s way worse than PMS
A truly hairy situation

My fur’s soft as silk
I get a bit hirsute
Me and others of my ilk
Are in wolfish pursuit

Ahh – Oooooh – Werewoman of Brooklyn
I’m a lady lycanthrope
But I’ll rip out your...

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We might have been cursed
being ten years apart
but you will forever and always
hold a special place in my
heart
from the moment I saw you
I knew you were the one
who I wanted to laugh with
and grow with
til I could no longer see the sun

we've had our ups
and...

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Brooklyn Bridge


I'll go there and I'll wait for him,
I'll go to Brooklyn Bridge
What hour I don't know

He'll come, he'll be there
To hold my hand
Willing to understand
He'll know me inside and out
My craziness, my weakness,
And what I'm all about
He'll take my passion to love, to give
He'll...

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Pacific Street
 Brooklyn New York 1953

Mud-red clay bricks, hot and worn;
brown-stone blocks carved tenements formed.
Concrete sidewalks slit and cracked
where children skipped a hopscotch tack.

Hear the smack of bats to ball 
of palm to rubber against towering walls;
Of jump ropes whooshing through the air
of giggling girls...

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So I will miss
   the party I 
was invited to 
    and must stay 
inside due to the 
   snowstorm outside 
Luckily I have 
    a pen and paper 
to write an ode or two...

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Went to see a minor league game 
  in the fabled borough of Brooklyn 
   Ate hot dogs at Nathan's 
then headed to Keyspan park 
   home of the Brooklyn Cyclones 
  The team won in 11 innings 
...

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A lost monopoly game
Williams fright, bridge, faith
and urban blight, Williamsburg.

Soot gray and brick red
the buildings stand
slumped, shrouded
death in the abundance
of vacant buildings.

Waste strewn sea
of asphalt, concrete, and urban dreams.
Cracks housing cigarette butts
form paper chains at the bases
of forlorn locust trees.

Sickly trees, popping from between
wrought iron...

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Brooklyn, New York is my hometown,
There's always something going down.

So many different places, Religions, and races,
Walking so fast you'll only get a glimpse of their faces.

A huge melting pot located in the County of Kings,
Where the sirens of firetrucks, ambulances, and cop cars sing.

Good Old...

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