Best Towne Poems

George W. Towne

1847 – 1899

From Iowa I came by restless wagon train.
From the mid-west I arrived 
With satchel and silken scalp still intact.
I read Proverbs and Ecclesiastes to pass the time.
I read the Gospels of John and Luke.
I read Harriet Beecher Stowe and
I read John...

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The Towne Centre clock shows that it’s midnight
Chiming with that eerie sound that’s morbid
Middle of town lives in a spooky light
Bringing a feeling of gloom that’s horrid
The pumpkins are lit from within this night
People are walking with fear, sadly said
There’s nothing greater than the scare...

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