Cincinnati Poems - Poems about Cincinnati

Fake pyrotechnics bloom inside plastic strips. The night gets colder as Christmas carols limp on. I slip away from the dull concert into the unlit zoo, sure that among the sculptured caves and enclosures beasts pace their plots. Close by a large animal...Read the rest...

An old lady in Cincinnati is mean, vindictive and chatty She has fifty-three kittens She calls them all Mittens It’s no wonder she’s frazzled and catty Written 3/19/22...Read the rest...

An old lady in Cincinnati Is mean, vindictive and chatty She has fifty-three kittens She calls them all Mittens It’s no wonder she’s frazzled and catty 2/11/22...Read the rest...

There was a wee one they called Patty Who made his home in Cincinnati From Dublin to Ohio He left and decided to go His friends thought he was quite batty His mum thought it was a pity But he...Read the rest...

There was a woman from Cincinnati Who'd put up jars of favorite spaghetti Think not her action was kinda nutty Flavor was great Hunger did sate The hearts of friends did send up confetti....Read the rest...

LEAVING CINCINNATI Rumbling south over 1000 feet to freedom : The Roebling bridge, and below, Its Stars and Stripes hanging limp in the wind, A tugboat slowly pushing Sixteen blue-black coal barges, Almost sinking...Read the rest...

this is not a poem but I might be coming to Cincinnati in about a week because my grandmother's last sister has finally passed....she Lived to a ripe old age and was very Loving and...Read the rest...

For all of you, here is a little history: Professional baseball got its start in Cincinnati. The “Red Stockings” played in the Queen City. That was in 1869; over a century ago. Players were paid on the banks of...Read the rest...