Best Santa Fe Poems

"Hyar she comes!  The weekly stagecoach is a-comin' to old Santa Fe!"
The driver cracked his whip and blowed his klaxon to herald the way!

The weekly arrival of the stagecoach was cause fer raucous celebration!
The town's ne'er-do-wells found another excuse fer excess inebriation!

The excited citizens...

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“Santa Fe”

Santa Fe, Santa Fe, 
Oh Santa Fe,
Take me home to Santa Fe.
Where mountain peaks 
Are bathed in gold.
Where artists and seekers
Come to unfold.

Where natives live in ages past
Stair step terra-cotta 
Rise on desert floors.
Where artists come to paint and play
Calling all to Santa Fe

Dream...

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“On The Atchison Topeka And The Santa Fe”
This song is rolling round in my brain today
Was it the Modernaires or Pied Pipers
Which group were the blighters
That made us sing along in a hap hap happy way...

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death in the classrooms
nine students and one teacher
Death blithe attitude

5/18/2018

https://abcnews.go.com/US/active-shooter-incident-santa-fe-high-school-texas/story?id=55258606

Drowning Dreams 
School-Shootings

heard sounds of children
singing under the golden
colorful rainbow 
snap sounds of bullets flying 
prayed that they all found cover

terrified to death 
approached the open window
there was no one there
shells shattering nightmares haunt
strangling tight around...

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In the middle of the river stood a bear all aquiver
In anticipation of his first meal of the Spring
Just a ways away was fisher man from Santa Fe
Who had sworn to bring his wife the very same thing

There was a salmon down the stream that...

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It all came to an end last Sunday in Santa Fe.
The love of my life was violently taken away.
A mugger shot my wife even though she gave him her purse.
She was rushed to the hospital but things got even worse.
The doctors couldn't save her even...

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We met in the airport in Denver
Just a beer and a martini dry
She said she was leavin' some cowboy
And she had not a tear in her eye

Her story was old as the mountains
Loved a man that's the wanderin' kind
She ordered another martini
As she started to...

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Always after the train leaves the depot do I arrive, at this stop!?

Realizing that I should have gotten on; the story of my life....

A constant and recurring theme these dreams ~

About a man who's existence is as a movie script within 

An episode of the...

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I’ve got a reason for buying you dinner,
I heard your jewelry is Indian blue,
I hear your diet has made you much thinner,
All of that jewelry you’re wearing is new,
Santa Fe turquoise looks so good on you.

I heard he bought you with silver and leather, 
Somehow...

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It is the hovering  time,
moments made to bear defining.
Someone should declare when it is night;
the dear white ghosts slip down the corridors,
wordless, in and out of rooms
as if the walls did not exist— and commerce
is a strange and other-world imagining
fading quite away, just after...

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“On The Atchison Topeka And The Santa Fe”
This song is rolling round in my brain today
The Modernaires or Pied Pipers
Which group were the blighters
That made us sing along in a hap hap happy way...

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The Santa Fe Trail

                                       The expanse is...

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Ever since I left you
the sky has been too narrow
and the light too heavy
and I inhabit the flatlands
like an exile, dreaming of
the Blood of Christ mountains 
and mesquite.

The scent of silver sage
is the perfume you wore
the day you seduced me
as I wandered your streets
with my...

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The rocky desert was searing red,
And the sky was lapis lazuli
When thundering hooves and swirling dust
Brought grimy, grim men fast riding by.
Their looks and their mien were vulturine
With dark eyes that were as hard as stone.
‘Twas easy to see it was risky 
To be riding...

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