Tree Chicago Poems

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Golly , I was just thirteen and coming back from school.
In winter, in Chicago, to not walk fast on ice, was
near a golden rule!


The wind...

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9/22/1983

I drove your shining,Cadillac, Daddy!
The lead car to the cemetery.
A stuffed bear, your Borsalino,
In the August, back window,fino!

You, in the hearse, a few feet behind..
Tears...

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Oh, that tender excitement of being a
very young girl!

Wrapped in a red velvet housecoat with white, soft,...

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On Wells Street in Chicago, is a sweet comedic treat.
Second City Theater for laughs and where many found their beginnings on plain stage, their life's...

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I will remember you in the brightest sunshine!
And even better in the misty rain.
Or in the sounds of crunchy, Chicago snows.
Beneath our running lovers' feet!

I...

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The rain that fell on the night was of the type pot plants like,
 it has stopped the air is mild, and the flowers smiles...

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West coast, east coast 
This question is for you in the waist coat
What about us in the mid-west?
People like to boast 
Pork and beans and...

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Trees by the lane 
By the old road, few cars use stand two trees
the oldest one is leaning on the bough of the young on
Mother...

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On the August of the twelve,
 year eighteen thirty tree,
 Chicago became city.
 First skyscrapers here erected.
 
Railroad, not the canal
 made Chicago metropolis.
 In...

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I am what I am, not what you'd like me to be. I see, do, & believe in all that I believe, do, or see....

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Every rooftop was covered in fluff.
Icicles dripping their cold all around,
That first white Christmas was a wonderful sight.
Winter remembers that cold Chicago night.

Christmas eve came...

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