Best Ponce Poems

Written by: David William Breidenthal and Jake Ponce 

D: Blessed breeze sweeps over us 
J: Whenever I leave the door ajar at night, 
J: I...

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Yes, my dear, you know,
You are my source of joy, rejuvenation, hope
I need your emotion spread onto my life,
I need your heart to sing among...

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Myself, Armed Only With A Dying Flame


Dark travels in such a long life
early days of hungering strife
A child born to fight for it
tasting ton of...

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Heckle and Jeckle, jellyroll jam,
Ponce de Leon’s Fountain of Youth.
Little kids like to eat green eggs and ham;
So do you – now tell me the...

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Once again mankind hopes and gathers  
Looking towards sunlight after the worse of days
But now released mankind laughs and sings
The young dance
The old with...

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M-orn
A-fter
E-venfall

A-bates
N-atural
N-ight

P-leasantly
O-pening
N-ew
C-ool
E-nvironment

Topic: Birthday of Mae Ann Ponce (December 06) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Don Coto's..

 face smiles no more
 Only in memory
 Paving the way for others
 with dreams and aspirations
 Arriving at these shores 
 To prosper...

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It's like the same ordinary day,
When pen and thoughts unite.
Muse and views haunt my mind.
This is a day I celebrate and write.

One year of expressing...

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PEE WEE HERMAN
Thought cops wouldn’t determine,
he put himself in that popcorn box.
Maybe he should have used his socks.

HOWARD HUGHES
A world famous recluse.
Millions for planes, women...

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I was my hands of it all, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Je m’en lave les mains by T. Wignesan


And what could we have done in...

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You can’t expect miracles in the eyes of men 
We must wait patiently with heartfelt acceptance
You will not look back & slip into your comfort...

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In my bonce when to nonce                   ...

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1. Too fired up
he exaggerates every niggle
and squashes every chance to assuage our boils.
He acts without a lode star
putting everything under weigh
and exhibiting ignorance with...

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Just a snake in the grass is me
 As I ponce forth to maybe see 
Duck, boomerang nearly got me.

Whatever...

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Aye, Spanish Needles, far from native shore
We the Diaspora exult to meet
Though our station, not what we dreamt of yore
Is battered by grimy dust and...

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