Cape Cod Poems - Poems about Cape Cod

...Our Stolen Moment * It is early morning, we are on our way to Provincetown, Cape Cod. * The radio is playing one of our favorite songs. I smile at you in your white halter top, blue jeans ......Read the rest...

...The Cape Cod Museum of Art had a show And we caught it the very last day, Displaying the various works of Bob Staake In a can’t-help-but-grin type of way. If you don’t know his work, you must c......Read the rest...

...I no longer know when we met Just long for you to be there Or is it here? These are things I don't know When parted from you To realise things about the ground And the air That I stand and bre......Read the rest...

...Not everyone's enamoured by my humour At risk of my head being bopped Say things in jest that are taken as serious Chancing of a punch in the chops Like when I once said to a very large......Read the rest...

...A psalm to solemnize pure tin forefathers/mothers... Who didst unknowingly, unquestionably, and unwittingly script vitality and the prologue to Thanksgiving, (which theme poem initially writte......Read the rest...

...You look sideways at me I look straight on at you You glance towards me I stare at you memorize the stiches of your coat they are uneven it must have been handmade You look up at the sky I l......Read the rest...

...Whisper sweet harvest moon Cradle me in cooler climes Softly show me how willingly the tree let's Its leaves turn from green to gold The tree does not complain of age and change The Leaves do ......Read the rest...

...On the first floor of a hotel in Cape Cod A larger than average lady got on the elevator She pressed floor number two Immediately I blurted out “Number two???” “You could have walked” ......Read the rest...

...-On September the sixteen, sixteen-hundred and twenty The Mayflower set sail for the land of milk and honey To the land called Virginia, on a map they were shown The Pilgrims will leave England......Read the rest...

...*Image of Little Boy Fishing by Mutual Art Cape Cod Boy A warring feat expands beneath petite and huge contends, a unique line tugging the brine taunting as it suspends, a juv......Read the rest...

...will not give a budge she always will bare a grudge never liked my fudge a slap in my face no freedom or any trace was their style and grace Combat at the Capitol sure to transpire Trum......Read the rest...

...They painted an aesthetic portrait of contentment and prosperity for the outside world. A popular, we......Read the rest...

...What made you so special my freckle faced friend.. the day I heard you singing to a record, from your window next door. Bell bottom clad teenaged knock out, with a ballerina's step.. In huge ......Read the rest...

...This is a totally true episode from our 40 years spent collecting antiques - You never know for sure what lays ahead in life, my friend… And here’s a tale I love to tell, and it’s true, I swe......Read the rest...

...A tad over three blocks down Merion Lane on the left is, an idyllic Cape Cod. I must've passed it a thousand times my own picturesque, perfect, postcard place couched in the right light, dappling......Read the rest...