Billboards Poems - Poems about Billboards

... A concrete artery, a scar across the city's skin, where revolutions bloomed, and traffic's chaos reigns. Not just a highway, but a stage for history, a witness to power, a voice of the peo......

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...Dear Security, In this long and never-ending plight, I’m sending out a ‘SOS’ to you tonight… Why do you elude me so? Why do you hide from me like the sun hides from the night? I search ......

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...(The Hollow City Cycle include: The Hollow City I Remember You -- the city speaks Last One Left) No footsteps echo on broken stone, only wind dragging secrets through dust. The city si......

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... Wandering in my darkness of soul the city cries like a wounded animal the sky wears a bruised dusk, half-forgotten. Neon veins pulse through pavement cracks a river of headlights bleeding in......

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...A Greyhound Racing Dog More than Bite and Bark A Champion Breed Determined to always succeed A winner with a proceed Greeta’s face pictured on Campaign Billboards A look Aim to attract for Ad......

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... I sat by a boulder, then an image grew A goddess with a pen hovered over the stone She said I'm a muse, with a mission for you To write a song titled "sunrise like a poem." I said "nothing rh......

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...Everything you see is fashion From just simple tattered dress A carpenter hammering a nail A boy riding a bicycle A lady poses for a selfie Throng of people walking the street A taho vendor in ......

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...I pack a shirt. And pants. And toothbrush. Did I pack a shirt? Should pack another and another? A pillow, for sure. I’m sleeping on the couch. So maybe a foam roller for aches. Food? Drinks? ......

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...Everything Trees They’re shade From the sunshine Shield from the rain Pulp for the paper And wood for whittling They’re body’s For climbing Arms for a swing Markers of time And fr......

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...I followed your success, I heard all of your music, and you sang them great, what progress, Names on billboards, Bet men waiting to be your date Awards, What? Who? That's not me, wait -- ......

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...I've heard of the Circus Of The Damned; By all accounts the rumors are true; The graffiti makes it seem so grande; Filled with copper and turquoise blue billboards have you longing to attend; ......

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...In streets adorned with neon lights, We're sold a dream of grand delights, But beware, for what glitters gold, May only serve to leave us cold. The market's claws can gouge and bite, While we ......

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...The phrase was made popular From a song to encourage all I travel many highways And love to observe my surroundings Many deer love to feed On the border of this road Then one day I came Acros......

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...Anti-Poem — “Snaking It To Venice” (Poet’s Instruction: Play “The End” by the Doors loudly, while reading this anti-poem) it’s you and me baby inside this gliding duster this ’74 green plymout......

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...Where’s the beef? The old woman said. I still see her bulbous nose, parading in my head. She opens the bun and the hamburger is dinky. My thoughts about this oldster are incredibly kinky. Where......

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