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Best Expressway Poems

Below are the all-time best Expressway poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of expressway poems written by PoetrySoup members


Expressway Downpour
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blinding 
lightning 
cracks,
shatters
watery 
darkness 
of the sky;

blasts 
of thunder,
wipers 
shudder,
drag 
themselves 
across

my frosted,
rain-battered 
windshield;
need to 
pull over 
for a safe 
shiver!


....

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Categories: expressway, seasons
Form: Free verse



Premium Member To Pray On Your Flesh
I want to place my final prayer
upon your plush velvet neck
murmuring my needs warmly
on that expressway where the crossroads of love and lust unite
focusing the...

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Categories: expressway, love,
Form: Romanticism
Premium Member Labyrinthine
“The pathless path beckons us ~
To get aboard God’s bliss bus”
            ~ quote by...

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Categories: expressway, mystery, spiritual,
Form: Jueju
One Night Stand
90 down the expressway and I’m handling this stick 
I am the true definition of a ride or die chick

Changing lanes, swerving in and out...

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Categories: expressway, slam, care, care, me,
Form: Free verse
The Road
Dark stripe night-like silvery shadow,
  Bottom of an earthen pot of a kind,
  Hallowed sepia-eyes of Black Dahlia in her dying glow
 ...

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Categories: expressway, sad
Form: Rhyme



Pain As a Hobby I
Pain as a Hobby Parts I-IX
Written by Tavarus M. Moreland
Copyright 2010. All rights reserved

Sorry Yulli, it was little unfair to suggest the title
You’re only 23...

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Categories: expressway, passion, me, me, time,
Form: I do not know?
New Year's Resolutions
Jim Daley and Joe McCarthy had something in common. They died at 80 going to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Walt O'Brien,...

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Categories: expressway, new year,
Form: Prose
My Homes
I wake up in an old, worn out hostel with three of its siblings close by
And I remember a penthouse with similar storeyed buildings around
And...

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Categories: expressway, analogy, culture,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Mosaic
~~~~~~~~~


Evening skyline
Glow of last light;
Dark shadows creep

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Green moss
Zen garden stones;
Calmness charms

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Antique shoppe
Old proprietor;
Living antique

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Cemetery visit
Angel statues stand
Guardians of death

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Newspaper vendor
Hazards early rain;
Prompt delivery

~~~~~~~~~


World news broadcast
So...

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Categories: expressway, change,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Haikuverse Harvest
January juxtapose
More cold now
Beyond hot heat!


Cold cold air
Windy surprise;
Minus heat therapy?


Winding way whirls
Shiver seeding shiver
January jostling juice


Lotus sunbathe --
Muddy pond flavours
Mid-afternoon glare


Misdirected
Whim and fancy;
Windy detours


New...

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Categories: expressway, journey,
Form: Haiku
For Him
When in April 2013
Her soul fled... ignited
Like a car engine...
Still, he steered hard on her timid face

Oh passion mixed with tension
Even at a Praying Ground?
On...

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Categories: expressway, imagination, kiss, love, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Wanderings of a Child
Lea, lush cordial waits
dawn, a promise of dew,
yet couldn’t stop the moment
stealing the moorside view.
The turn of Alf’s cart wheel
broke the silence of the night,
the...

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Categories: expressway, childhood,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Lost Car
beginning the day down the highway 
blue sky, as evergreen pillars sway
both side, light filters though our way
beautiful drive through winding expressway

both my girlfriend and...

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© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: expressway, car, lost,
Form: Free verse
Theres a Pedophile In the House
There's A Pedophile In The House...
(ah...ah...ah...ham eye white...???)

OMG,... and he looks...
     SAY WHAT??? just like me???,...
     absolutely...

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Categories: expressway, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Elegy
Faux Things
It was 3AM.
I had too many cups of rum and I wanted to hear your voice
before I fell into a drunken stupor. 
You didn't answer...

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© Pippi B.  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: expressway, deep, heartbreak, love, love
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things