Best Lopez Poems

Not only is he my friend;
He’s the Mayor of my hometown.
His eyes oversee the place,
That I so love to be around.

Whether it’s canvas or a page,
He graces it with artistic hands.
Bringing out his desired emotions,
That his patient heart commands.

With a love for teaching art,
His creative...

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I flip the history of Bojangles
On a cool Sunday evening
Los Angeles coming down
A flow of oboes breathing
Through the lung of the street
The hobo not stopping for air
Fingers moving in a dance
Across the strings of consciousness
Milking the music of his brain
Onto a breast 
Of dilated ears.

Mr....

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S taying up late making 
tamales
A n afternoon poker game
C ramming together in a small 
house
R eminding the young ones 
how bad we used to have it
I nclement weather can’t keep 
siblings apart
F amily getting together, 
sharing great memories
I ntroducing my son to cousins 
he...

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