Best El Paso Poems
Old El PasoA SAGA OF OLD EL PASO
AND LADY B GOOD
There was a famous lady of El Paso in the Old West
She hunted and trapped, trading furs with the best
Her pride, her joy, a red velvet cape trimmed in fur so white
It seemed to glow with a...
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Categories:
el paso, adventure, destiny, fantasy, murder,
Form:
Narrative
El PasoI like El Paso...the heat, the dust, the heat,
I like the cars and the hats the cops wear,
cowboys in a rusty B movie,
but most of all I like the people, the
janitors and doctors and newsreaders,
who don't care if they're American,
Mexican or both...
and the...
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Categories:
el paso, adventure,
Form:
Free verse
El Paso, TexasEl Paso, Texas
desert landscape
mountain tops
cactus’s so green
sand storms
dry air
Footprints of a lone coyote
beige sand
rocky mountain ledge
...
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Categories:
el paso, color, seasons,
Form:
Ekphrasis
El PasoEl Paso
Once upon a time nestled a little western town,
At the foothills of blue mountains picturesque.
The sun fell behind and twilight colors settled,
Delightful township twinkles patterning.
Horses neighed in their stables allowed;
Even chickens murmured in adobe back yards,
Where a serpentine river’s reflections curl
Into layered canyons bending.
Once...
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Categories:
el paso, introspection, nostalgia, , western,
Form:
Couplet
In the Air, To El Paso For My Grandfather's FuneralFir-treed mountains extend below me,
wrinkled raisins clustered in clumpy desert oatmeal.
I know that you like oatmeal.
You made it once, on your own,
on the phone with me,
much closer than we are now.
The water boiled quickly; you sister nagged
when it didn’t look perfect,
like when your mother makes...
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Categories:
el paso, loss, loveme, me,
Form:
Free verse
Sun Down In El PasoHank loughs with guilt
thought while the smoke
of cigarrattes tingle
in his mouth.
He has neumonia, "for God sakes"!
But he enjoys smoking until
the last drag.
Finally there is a silence, like a chapel
on Sunday mass; little rings bells
at the distance sounds.
Our friendship is tight
he gave me his hand to...
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Categories:
el paso, faith
Form:
Cowards Not HeroesCOWARDS, NOT HEROESv
Cowards, not heroes, Call them what they are
Not Martyrs, killers of babies, children, people both near and far
Cowards not heroes, not terrorists, Call them what they are
How much courage does it take to mow down children and people in trucks
How much courage does...
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Categories:
el paso, violence,
Form:
Rhyme