Best New Mexico Poems

home to cowboy graves
people still worship the news
all the death,a-famed...

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A beautifully hidden work of art.
Absolutely stunning from the very start.

Vivid colors of purples and pinks.
Fill the setting skies as it sinks.

Mountains surround the city's pride.
Protecting it from the world outside.

The mountains and skies are the words that tell the story.
The building and cultures are...

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A sense of the sacred
permeates these grounds
where El Santo Niño de Atocha walks

A sense of the truly holy
infuses the wind in the air,
the leaves in the wind
& that holy wind breathes itself into 
You,
the traveler here in search
of a miracle

A soft and single
splash of water...

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Kaolin ceramics shelved for display
A framed mirror suggests a window into time
Fortifications in a continuum surround this fortress

Inside a Southwestern style is secured
Bulldozing nature for architectural delight
Rich in warm tones and textures of stucco
Baroque oval portals lead into substructures

Endearing pine stripped.....stained to perfection 
Strategically placed...

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I went to the market yesterday,
To buy some needed things;
Coffee and watermelon sorbet,
Pizza and buffalo wings;
Sugar, detergent, and shampoo,
And of course some chicken feed;
Couple of cans of Dinty Moore stew,
I hope that’s all I need!...

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A Police Officer in blue, received a frantic radio call about a baby in breathing difficulties… 
A mere 2 blocks away , he was told of a distressed child, choking and gasping for breath desperately…

Trained for emergencies such as these, the officer rushed over to...

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request a transfer
I'd like to try New Mexico
I'm into the heat and sandy colors
bright blue sky rocks and
heat
I need to bake my bones
and see some new illusions
baked red and brown rocks
miles of distant winding nothing
breaking into mountians
I want that inky black western sky
and the scent...

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For lovers fighters and wild bronc riders
 heres to the boys from new mexico
we have no trifles 
we hang our balls upon the walls and shoot  'em down with rifles 
when sex rare we'll rape a bear and sleep in dirty ditches 
we'll show...

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The first time that you see her, She will steal your soul away,
And replace it with a being of her own,
Her white sands will glisten, underneath turquoise skies,
And make your heart always long, for New Mexico.

     There is magic in her...

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hopeless
this
i am sad
tell me why is that so bad
i guess i don't know
no 
good words
i did not go to school
i didn't wear clothes
listen to music
or study
feel cool
how do i get into this world
with a ged
and a criminal record
now that 
you say i am free

down
i am
why...

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up to my ankles in icy snow
the dogs wresting the shovel
and running away
the hood of my coat is slipping down over my eyes
my gloves are too big
I feel like a cranky cold five year old
who doesn't know enough to go in

snow after snow I'm sick...

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Sandstorm churning in my mind tonight,
driven by the wind of change.
And I know… it’s not that easy.
Drove a million miles and it is all the same,
spinning through the circles of my mind.
And it’s cold… it’s not that easy.
 
But there’s a feeling unlike any other...

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A Zuni who prays every day
Saw a cloud in the sky back in May
He yelled, "Do or die!"
Which made the cloud cry
And that's why its still raining today....

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New Mexico bears the burdens of its once-sleepy past--
when awakened to join the current century at last.
To give birth to the fledgling Atomic Age
It still wears the perfume of fusion and sage.

They must go to the land of fiestas, Indian bread.
Shaken from sleep to design...

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Ojo Caliente


Call on John to
submerse me in the 
Holy waters of the 
Ojo Caliente

Cleanse me deep
In the high desert heat
Hidden in  New Mexico 

Where the ancients came to
breathe new life from beneath
the clear clean springs of life

I am weary of the journey
I am weak...

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