Best Ny Poems

Ten mile peninsula in Queens, N.Y.,
nighttime jetties of moonlight white caps,
waves rising and ebbing.
My grandfather walking with me on the
daylight shore so many summers ago.

My dreams of Rockaway unfaded.
Watched the WTC twin towers being built
through binoculars.
Rockaway, in my soul's nostalgia
you still beckon.
Salted lips quenched by...

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The wind laughs softly
The full moon with the stars
In the sky,
As I lie near the fountain 
Gazing at the 
Exquisite beauty 
Of the nature.
It's the charm of the moon
Opens so many thoughts 
And dreams.
The moon
Looks like a beautiful
Ballerina
Dancing with the troop of 
The professional stars.
Twisting...

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Now I see 
    that 
World Series time 
  has arrived 
Seems to me that something 
   is missing there
      The NY Mets 
aren't in it 
   As a fan from their...

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New York, New York, the road in the fork  
   of the events, the places and folks who've buttered the pork

Like Rockefeller, Moynihan and Andrew Cuomo
   Frank Sinatra, Louie Armstrong, John Lenon and Yoko Ono

Lenny Bernstein and Lenny Bruce
 ...

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Mineral Baths Saratoga Springs NY

She covers her private 
parts at the bath house. 
Mineral water fills a tub, 
centuries old. 
She feels cold until 
an old Women hands 
her heated sheets... 
now, her skin covered. 
Brought her clips to lift 
her auburn hair. 
The sheets...

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Lancaster, New York

Mid-west town of the East where neighbors are friends and friends are family!

Written 10.04.2016...

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The game continued on TV in the Big Apple 
I even talked my mother into watching it 
   The N.Y. team played well and triumphed!
My team - the Mets - the one I support 
   I played catcher 45 years ago...

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Decades together 
               Laughter, tears, joys,family
               Celebrate hugging


         ...

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my wife went to NY
      left a fat beetle for me
                    a fish for our dog...

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Lightening bugs flash, 
like the worn celluloid images of old movies,
I sit beneath a great Greta Garbo moon.
I am the heroine of this short.
The dew point drops,
Mists rise.
Crickets chirp.
Muskwats buzz.
Loons ululate and wail.

My dialogue,
The click and whir of my spinning reel.
The glug-glug-glug of the Hula...

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The NY EBS

There is talk of war. 
There is rumor and propaganda. 
There is concern and worry. 
No one wants to die. 
No one wants to die, 
for no reason at all.
Where is the positive 
in that death, 
the "heroic" story... ?
There is none, and...

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Their sandwich aesthetic motif
Will thrill the palate beyond belief
Try the pastrami
For a taste bud tsunami
Or order Katz Deli's corned beef


Author's Note: No trip to NY is complete without visiting Katz Deli. BTW, a scene from when Harry met Sally was filmed there. 

The food is...

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A lost monopoly game
Williams fright, bridge, faith
and urban blight, Williamsburg.

Soot gray and brick red
the buildings stand
slumped, shrouded
death in the abundance
of vacant buildings.

Waste strewn sea
of asphalt, concrete, and urban dreams.
Cracks housing cigarette butts
form paper chains at the bases
of forlorn locust trees.

Sickly trees, popping from between
wrought iron...

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I come from the borough of Queens, New York
My classmates call me a Klutz and a dork
Those names pervaded my soul, taking a toll
Being at the bottom of the totem pole.

Then Dad took me to the town of Tortilla Flat
I walked into a store, bought...

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Devotion Poem.  Dancing Dream

(Dedicated to my husband Jim, with love)

Like a story’s narrator, I cannot see myself 
In life nor in dreams, nor in memories where
My recollection of you comes first
Of your eyes, which I have
Absolutely memorized, especially 
All their glistening smiles,
When they look...

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