Best Stoplights Poems

Teapots that whistle on chilled Winter morns
                               Calling the day to begin as it scorns
Wake...

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Through closed eyes, I see what has become of your land.
I hear flutes, blessings drifting across a land filled with
highways and stoplights, never silenced.

Through closed eyes, I see children screaming and running,
smoke from soldier's muskets settling upon their fallen bodies.

Through closed eyes, your drums still...

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Google Maps told me today
that my Phoenix to Tucson drive
would last an hour and fifty-seven minutes.
At excactly two-nineteen I would arrive.

But surely it is folly to assume
How could Google get this right?
Even with up to the minute news,
a machine has no foresight.

Plus, Google assumes the...

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I SAY LIBERATE ME!
free me from a
bondage known all
too well
free me from those
chain-links felt way
too much
free me from a world
that's so out of
touch,even though it
manages to stay in
touch
free me from those
dungeons and allow
me to roam
roam like this
signal on my phone
that's holding me in
captivity with fees
I...

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She grew up just 20 minutes southwest of Tulsa..
In a small town with 2 stoplights and a Tastee Freeze...
Everyone gathered at the First Baptist Church every Sunday morning...
Remember, if you haven't got anything good to say about somebody...
Please come and sit by me...
The years passed...

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Cracked beer bottles and detached baby rattles in slightly untidy, black plastic wrappers.
No garbage can nor box or bag is exempt from the burrower’s thorough ransack.
Rancid rubbish, rich with unwanted tidbits, 
And the bounty - immeasurable, infinite,
Relished like a relic, coddled like a child,
Winding and...

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The woman steps out on the balcony of her high rise apartment and among the buildings and streets and stoplights witnesses a fulcrum, an edge.
An edge, the edge, the intersection of beginnings and endings,
The moment when crops are ripe for harvest.
The edge calls to us...

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Lights dawning
Sleepyheads yawning
Babies crying
Mothers sighing

Coffee pouring
Busses roaring
Winds shifting
Debris drifting

Laborers hurrying
Rats scurrying
Teen-agers snoring
Alarm clocks ignoring

Stoplights blinking
Drivers unthinking
Airplanes arriving
Passengers surviving  

Tender hearts
Works of art
Lovers part 
A new day starts...

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The rain-soaked road is deeply black
and shiny, like it's been shellacked,
the stoplights yellow, green and red
reflected, streaks of color bled.

Blindly, cars go flying by,
the beauty lost on jaded eyes,
this scene, it takes my breath away,
the light and water's interplay.

Each edge is sharp, each hue intense,
my...

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Afternoon, late March, delivering promise
of downtime from errands, long lines at the post,
queues of cars at stoplights, what, if anything, is in
the pantry for supper.  A glass of wine is nice, will suffice
against the mind's continuous monolog, news of unrest
in distant lands, world hunger,...

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I-95

“Ya got the horse race
 Ya got the dog race
 Ya got the human race —
 But this is a ratrace”
    ~ Bob Marley and the Wailers, “Ratrace” from the album Rastaman Vibration (1976)

Across Boynton Beach ran a popular road known as...

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On my way back home, I thought of you. Your face flashed in an instant. I heard whispers of your voice, so gentle I wanted to listen more. And then I felt how you vellicate my face, my neck. Your hand had its own brain...

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I remember one night last winter when we thought it was snow falling, but we were wrong. It was ice.

We went out that night and stayed out too late -- unusual for folks our age. We got caught in the ice storm and had to...

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Life is a journey with many different paths
Love is one such path that everyone likes the glory of walking on
Love's path is full of thorns,hurdles and barriers that prevent  many from travelling such path
Another path in life is success very few take that right...

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Drive


Spending hours on the road


Going here and going there


Arm out the window


Driving without a care


No place must I be


Not sure to where I’ve been


Looking for adventure


The lies around the bend


Drifting through the curves


Counting stoplights just for fun


Not a clue to the hours


That I’ve been on...

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