Best Toronto Poems

For: Scavenger Hunt
In Honor of: ~Constance~Rambling Poet

Rambling around in a traffic jam,
Poetess naked and on the lam.
  Constance’s very neat trick,
  Behind a thin chopstick,
In the buff, dreaming a bluff, dream scam!!

Though diligently she did try,
`T was a failure to dignify,
  ...

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A warm greeting from Toronto
to you all
to enjoy a charming sunrise
in the lake Ontario
Or to visualize a sunset with
red burning clouds in 
the west evening sky……

You can enjoy the red burning lips
of blonde girls with multicolor hair
Multiracial people are living here
with joy and peace……

You can...

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I want to get lost 
in an evening in Toronto
I want to see the fine Cherry beach
in the lake Ontario…..

I want to visit the victoria park
in crescent lake road
I want to date a naughty girl
in the McDonald at downtown
of Toronto…….

I want to enjoy a sunset
in...

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Incomprehensible, absolute bloody horror it evokes
Beyond human comprehension, total rage it promotes 
Immediate death without pity
No question he's guilty
Destroy this lunatic for killing these innocent folks...

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The Organ and the Flame - St James Anglican Cathedral, Toronto

The organist, practicing, 
and I are alone; 
unseen by one other. 
The pews tremble. 
The vast volume of air vibrates with each note.
The morning sun illuminates 
the works of mercy in brilliant colours.
Brass and marble...

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There is snowfall
everywhere in Toronto
on the trees
on the roads
on roof-tops
Everywhere there is
Snow and snow…..

There is white everywhere
On the cars
On the houses
On the fields
Everywhere there is
White and white…..

There is snowfall outside
Snow is falling from the sky
layer by layer
Become cooler and cooler
Cooler to coolest……..

Temperature is going to
minus...

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She walked down the streets of Toronto.
You see she had nowhere to go.
She,d climbed off the bus at the station,
From Timmons Ontario.

Her Stepfather would often rape her.
He,d done it since she was thirteen
She was leaving that nightmare behind her.
She,d soon learn what that word would...

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On Lake Ontario's northwestern shore
sits a city of awe, beauty, and lore.
Toronto is where sports built the SkyDome,
and the Maple Leafs and Raptors call home.

Its renowned entertainment district lures
trendy tourists with its late-night bar tours.
And world-class restaurants offer cuisines
befitting the palates of kings and queens.

We...

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Toronto,
you feel it in your bones,

but Toronto,
I am so alone,

I'm living in the library
and trying to forget you,

I wish to escape...
because Toronto, I am afraid.

Toronto, I am displaced.

My ancestors fought for a land
that I no longer know,
and I live with you now,
and bury myself, 
further...

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What kind of life here led,
in the urging city,
where a man lays his head to sleep,
while the sun still hangs heavy in the sky,
"It's a cryin' shame",
and who else to blame but self
and endless generations who toiled and moiled
to bring ceaseless passive routine,
and I who...

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Have never thought steel could be pretty
Today in the contrast of the baby blue sky she was beautiful
I wondered at her creators, her designers, her builders
Were they honored with such a sky?

Have never thought steel could be beautiful
Today I was astounded and awed by Toronto’s...

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I’m from Toronto on police blotter.
Coppers after me for killing a man.
I’m not doing time for slight manslaughter,
a debt I’m not paying, mate, that’s my plan.
I like a snug place to stay where I can
make some dollars doing fishing helping
Steve on Miramichi River’s nice span.
A...

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Early Toronto spring 
lives still in the shadow 
of winter-frost, transitory,
I observe the quiet marvel of flowers,
the deceptive budding of leaves,
shivering cold 
as a cloud cloaks out the sun....

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For the victims, their families and the community impacted by the April 23, 2018 van attack on Yonge Street in Toronto. 

A sunny day it seemed to be,
The perfect walk at 1:23,
But then the hand hit 24,
Ten lives about to be no more.

The tires screech,...

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CHANDRA
		  
Down to my last dollar, staring at the floor,
As lonely near two million as on Sable Island’s shore.
Another grey Toronto day, the saddest I had known,
No place now to lay my head, so very far from home.

She sat down at my table, said...

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