Best Underpass Poems

...Caution. Watch your head. This underpass is very low!

Is it one you think you can get under?

Unless you’re blind, it’s something that instinctively a driver ought to know.

So if you drive a ......

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...Why am I drawn
to this scowling girl
selling her poems
in a Shinjuku underpass?

Every Tuesday she is here,
next to a Nikon ad,
threatening commuters
with her cyclostyled angst.

Busy peopl......

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...In the beginning it was just a smell 
a smell i could not quite make sense of
a smell that the city was, a smell that the people in it were

in the beginning it was just a smell
a smell that dra......

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...Have you swam the forests      under the seas
glided it's waters             wandered it's keys
watched the gray giants             and albino squid
attached to kelp leaves             sharks eggs......

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...The young lady's car slowed to a stop ...

As she pulled as far off the highway, (onto the shoulder), as she could
(Allowing for any snow plow that might come along).
She had chosen poorly th......

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...After a day's work
Queued long for a taxi ride 
At last get my turn

The cab goes along
Whilst casual talk less intense
Sudden route twist felt 

A bus bump cab's rear
It stumble up underpas......

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...When ten minus nine equals eight the baked bean has a chat to a nine foot goblin in an underpass who is carrying sixty-seven bowls of custard to make a very large tart for supper. An instigator is ne......

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...All avenues are amphibious arenas
Bubbles belch-burst, bitter Bacchanalian bombs
Clouds' cast-iron crescendo creates cold cantankerous caricatures
Drenched - darkness descending, daylight dying, d......

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...Along this highway of my life
Thru times of joy and some of strife
With overpass and underpass
The road keeps winding on

While getting through this rigmarole
May seem an overwhelming goal
I t......

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...if Rowena's kuzzle was
the center of the Earth
he'd look for a shovel
she was an underpass hooker
exploited by a grim and grimy past
reckless as the day is long
a tourism so shameless 
her own......

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...Mr. Seagull,
Have you seen Mr. and Mrs. Crow?
Oh my, I'm worried about them, 
Where did they go?
The Ravens' answer,
"They didn’t say, we don't know.
Eviction dispelled them far away, 
and ......

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...Honey, Let’s go on Calhoun Road
Its Saturday… Let’s Unload
Drive up to the Cul-De-Sac…
Stop the Truck… and Let’s Jump on Back
With the Radio on – Up- High…
The Bluebirds, will Wave – Bye-Bye
Ye......

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...By this bend
Old antique shoppe;
Sanguine ancient owner

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Lots of what-nots
Odds and ends mix;
Awaiting departure

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Old motifs unearthed
August edging fast;
Herm......

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...No ... there would be no happy end to this story ...

No shining horizon or shimmering visions of tomorrow,
No joyous rhapsody of angels to greet us at the end of THIS tunnel.
The Big Apple w......

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...Songbird acapella
Early morning hymn;
Balcony recital

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Blurry haze
Burnt ash off-odours;
Surabaya harvest

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Bridge underpass
Homeless man dozes;
Happy dreams l......

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