Brooklyn Poems - Poems about Brooklyn

... Years ago, a young man in Brooklyn wheeled his bike out the gate. His plan, to cross the land, exact route left to fate. The first week was the hardest, scared, he doubted his quest. It took all......Read the rest...

...Local breweries abound And in New York there can be found Beers from Brooklyn and from Queens And all the boroughs in-betweens. My spouse and I, both city-born, Love I.P.A.’s, so we were torn ......Read the rest...

... There may have been neighborhoods with green lawns, playgrounds, and ballfields a short walk from houses with enough bedrooms for everyone. Houses that stood apart from one another, so owners ......Read the rest...

...To Trina Jacobs 285 Warren Street Brooklyn, New York 11201, USA My Dearest Trina The time we spent together in London is my greatest treasure. I was so looking forward to us being reunited in ......Read the rest...

...POOR MAN'S GREETINGS It's a world full of misconceptions and jest, Riches of the rich makes the poor oppressed. Though greetings are sincere and heartfelt, We might often raise brows, leaving ......Read the rest...

...BIGGY SMALLZ Born broke as bonkers yet he'll still bluff. Big dreams are what big minds are made of. Dead broke and couldn't picture this! In Queens, a little boy's journey from genesis: 'It ......Read the rest...

...Hello, my name is Seth and I'm from Brooklyn, I've come to pluck your olives harsh and crude, and with forced barrels of my gun rude, shatter your dream of statehood, before the CNN crowd. Weep ......Read the rest...

...Lights flicker on the laptop Taking me to starlit nights An unassuming muted skyline Helps me recall Brooklyn Bridge at sunset This cup of tea reminds me What it's like to be held in love......Read the rest...

...Lisa and I had a party to hit-up. I can’t stay inside all the time, not on a Friday night anyway and a rooftop is the perfect place to mull over big questions and get the freshest commentary about cu......Read the rest...

...In New Haven, Lisa misses the sad, dark, city aesthetics of her hometown. Its crime podcast vibe, actinic crime-lighting and sirens in the distance, that lull her to sleep like lullabies. She has a d......Read the rest...

...she adores him that's why I'm here her equity firm executive parents don't the retired judge marrying them dear friend of our family leaves out "if anyone objects" just to see how she loo......Read the rest...

...I am a poet without fame A poet without A name I am only a poet Not a Musician I create magic with my Pen I am just a poet and a Magician! I am Val Brooklyn Rogers Black panther!......Read the rest...

...Only a dime a dozen for these broken dreams, a free wooden nickel with each pack of lies. A jar of hoodwinks, flimflams, and bumfuzzles, a bucket of lost hope, and a box of how time flies. A Br......Read the rest...

...In Brooklyn, there were lots of stoops, Most often used for sitting, Or else as fields for stoop ball, Where Spaldeens* would do our bidding. You didn’t need a friend to play – Just threw tha......Read the rest...

...Politesse pleases me... thank you very much for letting me clutch your attention courtesy sharing following thoughts thru reading my poem analogous to invisible electronic, fantastic, kineti......Read the rest...