Best San Poems

-rearranging the stars-

How could we agree to separation? 
If you were destined to be my soulmate,
Why would we allow the stars to change our fate?
They've written in a fresh verse 
Sewing in a new song, soon to be sung
The Stars are not to blame
The fault...

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This is about San Francisco,1967

Oh, yes that city had its own song!
It was a siren's call that sang;
"Here, Panagiota, is where you do belong!"
And my dearest poets, the sirens 
call was not wrong.

It sang a song of cable cars jingling softly 
in the night.
And angelic...

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Sing a song of sickness after a barrel full of rye
Two men drank the whiskey and soon they were pie eyed
They woke up in a prison cell; their heads began to ring
Now they know the consequences too much alcohol can bring

Sadly in their drunken state...

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If I only had one wish be granted me tonight,
To be forty-five, again,would be a blessed delight.

To be able to walk in high heeled shoes,
Not in Skechers, no, they give me the blues.

Nikes and running shoes were indeed my fate.
Dawn runs, next to the esteemed...

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There was a sense a feeling a consciousness
Ill and loosing friends long ago in San Francisco
Visiting when I was sharing vanilla shakes
All that he could eat and enough for me
We both tired so quickly, sitting together
Watching a tv show, washing his dishes 
There was so...

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A large toothy Chinese dragon spirits me away.
To lively San Francisco street with paper lanterns.
Trinkets of all shapes and forms. Smells wafting in
Reminding me of Sweet and Sour Chicken and Pepper Beef.

My mouth waters in anticipation of my next meal here.
A dragon! A child’s shrill...

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Their smiles , citizens, unafraid to so do.
Is what brought me back to San Francisco.
I’d get inane ideas , that Chicago was better.
But once back there,I loathed the weather.

Being a Chicagoan, born, I had many warm ties.
But my heart beat only, for San Francisco skies.
I...

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adios gringo
buenos dias muchacho
hastsa la vista

si signorita
gracia para sombrero
signore lo perdí

a rio grandé
cruzar sierra madré
voy a san miguel

san hosé, san juan
pedir san antonio
decir por favor

Enjoy the music here.
http://mike-martin.net/Intervention...

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Arriba, Arriba as Speedy Gonzalez would say
The San Quinton Kangaroo Rat is dying away 

Baja California is where they do reside
On a little strip of land just 100 meters wide

Due to agriculture and progress it’s sad to say
All but nine-miles of their habitat was taken...

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Why do I love this awesome team
A logo is a start
What cooler than a fighting shark
The black, orange, blue, and white

The players are something to like
“It’s Thornton for the goal!!”
Assists from Marleu to Pavelski
Always ignite the light

The chilly rink is exceptional
The giant shark on ice
The...

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Sailors go to the San Diego zoo,

looking for pretty girls who go there too.

Sugared monkeys a good time,

always tossing plenty grime,

by reaching behind and throwing at you!



* For Zany Zoo contest...

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Her
Nelson
Mandela
tenacity
has final reward
with elated cries of
glee in newly elected
democracy. This much honored
lady of Burma birth is free at
last to share her worth in her peaceful mirth....

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Roll back the joy of golden, painted years.
Hold me in that rapture, of joyful cascading tears.

Place the engagement ring on my soft hand.
Allow me to hear the notes of passion’s band.

Oh, how deeply in love in the City by the Bay we were!
Then~abruptly dismissed by...

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How could hands touch with 
such tender velocity! 
Eyes, with bolts of lightning, 
electric.
Yet have the softest, velvet
synchronicity?
That WestCoast night, hearts 
bound and eclectic

Your arms about my waist, 
in the windows, fog-glossed 
reflection.
A moment’s, Monet’ sacred 
masterpiece!
That cried out for human creation.
Of you, of me,...

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10/20/2023

Those tanned, shapely legs of mine,
where have you gone?
No longer have I the ability to run!

Nor feel the glorious, salt water spray,
from my beloved, San Francisco Bay!
That kissed my sweating, dawn face.

Those foggy morns, the busy hands of
time have erased.
Some other body now, in its...

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