Best Hudson Poems

Hudson Valley, New York


Oh, Hudson Valley, place that I call home,
you hug the river from which came your name.
On fertile banks, the settlers came to roam
and stayed to prosper and your land proclaim.

Your winding Hudson River grew their dreams
with farmlands, orchards and new industries,
and lovely...

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On early Thursday morning, 
  Terror filled the New York sky.
And two engines were disabled,
  By a flock of birds passing by.

Departing from La Guardia,
  Bound for Charlotte, N.C.
US Airways flight 1549,
  Departed at 3:24 from NYC.

And moments after departure,
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"How sweet to the heart are the scenes of my childhood"

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A parade of folk 
fixed on wedge-shaped skyscrapers
faces punctuated by grins wider 
than the horizon

I see them across the avenue
musing upon tower tops, piercing 
the cerulean dome,
turning heads and spooning smiles

this is a place where contrasts reflect
off asphalt ribbons, where pigeons pivot
while their wings shed...

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We met some friends from out of town
Who had 3 hours to spare
So Hudson Yards was the New York
We thought we’d like to share.

The subway ride and escalator
(Very long and deep)
Were, from their usual routines,
A rather giant leap.

We climbed the Vessel, took some pics
And strolled...

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I ponder poetry passively, as the clock ticks
You can bolt your door when the reaper knocks
But what if he’s a lock-smith?
We’re a nearly always a nation in debt, 
Visa’s put credit card
Goblins  under your bed.
Blessed and cursed, by unlimited spending
Poor and regretful, is that...

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"Lake Tear in the Clouds" was an indescribably pretty scene
Lewis Pugh hiked in the rain; clouds lifted, he felt serene.
He dove in, swam through hemlock, maple, ash and birch
An adventure starting in nature's wooden church.

Vanderwhacker Mountain, Bad Luck Pond and "Flowed Land"
Through turbulent "Opalescent River",...

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They used to call it the Empire State.
But the empire isn't doing too great.
Democrats in power, big ideas they plan.
Too bad for the middle class and the forgotten man.

Low-income high rise in your village
Middle class won't escape the general pillage.
Congestion and crime, they'll surely bring,
Practical...

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High above the harbor's flow,
amongst tall peaks and late snow,
where the krumholtz trees will grow,
to Lake Tear-In-The-Clouds I go.

Up here in this rugged spot,
a place explorers once sought,
echoed sounds and quit thought...
water spills through ancient rock.

Through the wilds it will wend,
by small towns it twists...

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moon shines over and blows on the hudson
a shimmering ribbon blue white on the chop
a few boats near the shore
magnificent houses in this old town
from time before history
as I sit knees to chin on the church steps
mild early fall moments
music in the air all around
gnarled...

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there was a bookie named Jennings
who had to pay the mob his winnings
one day it was said
he kept them instead
and was later found floating in the Hudson
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