Best Monterrey Poems

I’ve been so many places; traveled down some roads --
Mixed with a thousand faces where the Ganges overflowed.
I've crossed majestic mountains; walked some valleys too --
Tossed coins into fountains, but I never saw them -- till you.

I've traveled endless highways; left countless roads behind --
Walked...

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from: "Me to You", by Alastair Reid

"...write me about the weather.

Perhaps
a letter across water,
something like this, but better,
would almost take us strangely
closer to home.

Write, and I'll come."
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‘Twas the night before Christmas, there was snow on the ground
The big fat man in red was nowhere to be found
The elves had now finished loading presents on the sleigh
But there was no one to deliver them for Christmas day.

They phoned the police and reported...

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I’ve been so many places; traveled down some roads --
Mixed with a thousand faces where the Ganges overflowed.
I've crossed majestic mountains; walked some valleys too --
Tossed coins into fountains, but I never saw them -- till you.

I've traveled endless highways; left countless roads behind --
Walked...

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So am I not enough for you
Is what we have not enough for us
what answers do you need to quell your curiosity
do you so doubt the truth of our first kiss
have you watched so long that you no longer see me
what secrets did you think...

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These are just words:
Teacher and student,
Maestro and estudiante, and in
 Life’s great song you are a but a precious
 Fifteen notes in the
Monterrey of Mexico and I, some
 Fifty sonatas in the waiting room of ever afters, where
 Chords get harder to play in
 English,...

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I’ve been so many places; traveled down some roads --
Mixed with a thousand faces where the Ganges overflowed.
I've crossed majestic mountains; walked some valleys too --
Tossed coins into fountains, but I never saw them -- till you.

I've traveled endless highways; left countless roads behind --
Walked...

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Steinbecks California Town

Part of me my love
will always miss
that part of you 
surrendered to my heart 
the first time 
we made love 
beside  Monterrey Bay
the  morning sun was on the rise
as the of the walls of our defenses 
came down..brick by brick
kiss by...

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she posted

the window of her soul photo

at first glance

it looked like the

I’m ready for our weekend

in Monterrey photo


but upon closer examination

in that photo you could

look into her eyes

and see her soul

naked and exposed

but a woman whole


wrapped in

Egyptian cotton

that in no way could

a thousand threads

per inch...

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Remembering all the miles
Of road that I've been down --
If I could count the smiles
Would they outnumber frowns?
If all the doors that opened
And bid me to come in,
Could, once again, be open now --
Which one would I go in?

There was a night in Memphis
That warmed...

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Don Churches 
brushes his words
like acrylic on finger tips
to my lips
 and eyes my corner
where I am not content to sit
when the smell of Mexico
lingered from his hands
that day, not long ago
When the Jupiter rain
crashed like glass 
on his homebound truck,
pitch as the void 
of...

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what answers do you need to calm your curiosity 
	do you so doubt the truth of our first kiss
	have you watched so long that you no longer see me
	what secrets did you think i could hide  
 	you alone have undressed me to bare...

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Four or five years past, 

The plane lands in Monterrey, Mexico.

Approaching the gate, the humidity hits me,

I wipe my brow – it’s blistering hot,

The salt still stings my vision.

I clutch my luggage near, 

Anxious anticipation, my mind clenches, 

Stomach knotted, I know it’s been five...

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I got wed in twenty-two.
Took this place with mortgage, new.

Built a fence around my land,
plowed that grass with my own bare hands.

Planted collards, corn and beans.
Prettiest spread you ever seen.

Rain don’t come, it leaves you dry,
Underneath that big old sky.

Got no river, ain’t no rain,
lonely...

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  I can talk to my brother 10,000 miles away
    Make conference calls from Beijing to Monterrey

  Warm up my car from the comfort of home
    Attend a ballgame in the rain under a dome

  Manage...

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