Commuters Poems - Poems about Commuters

...2025.05.13 Today, not as any other days, When I always was the first arrived at this place, Waiting for the piano to be available, For me to clean and press on the keyboard, To break the sound......

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...I only ride the subway To a doctor or a show. When teaching, that was not the way To work I used to go. Today, though, in the morning rush I had to take a train And I expected all the usuals ......

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...At Nahal Oz, Hamas hurled a substance weird It burst into flames, released a gas to be feared Jews suffocated in minutes, but we don’t know Who made it, what it was, nothing to show. At a thea......

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...Off fish hill Daylight saving time 2025 min(no) newt effect on me. As part and parcel of terpsichorean repertoire, one whirling dervish flaps his wings at the speed of sound. With twenty ......

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...Not a slogan nor advertisement Fair exchange Commuters listen and wonder Poetry words coming to life The ride with readings from actual Poets Poetry of all kinds sharing beyond compare Moment i......

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...The roads are blocked from here to there, drivers are gridlocked with despair, traffic pollution’s everywhere, ask the coroner, ask the mayor, fellow commuters, could sometimes share, use yellow......

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...Old Glory has Something He Wants to Say By – Roger White The dawn’s first sunlight crests over the eastern horizon. A midnight dark sky leisurely changes tinctures: blue becomes purple, bright a......

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...Daylight savings time more'n minute effect on me In 2024, daylight savings time will begin at two o'clock ante meridiem on Sunday, March tenth. That will mean losing an hour of precious sleep and ......

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...Batteries for this, Batteries for that, Batteries that are for him, Batteries that are for her. Batteries that are charged, Batteries that can be re-charged Batteries that can no longer be c......

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...Perched in the golden glow, It hadn’t come down that low, It was a small town, Painted with varying shades of brown. The commuters looked up in surprise, They hadn’t seen a bird of that size, ......

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... In the gritty alleys of city schemes, Life's grumble rides on subway beams. Rhythms clink in the rusty car, Street-wise notes play on sidewalk tar. Concrete cracks hum a tired tune, City pigeo......

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... She talks incessantly of Opera, my nervous systems not listening, it’s desperately trying to connect to her voluptuous body, neural cells hum like eclectic cars. I cannot think at all of Moz......

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...On the East River’s waterway looking over the Hudson Bay Under Brooklyn’s “Welcome” neon sign passing some time away Drivers on the B.Q.E. stuck in the red light car brake haze Commuters i......

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...hiding in plain sight, she wove her way down the avenue no one flinched or shied away, these were professional commuters They kept walking, ignoring her like New Yorkers can and do She wanted to d......

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...Crow had been wanting to get out her umbrella someday. Today was the day, for the rain came hard from far away. She was loving her umbrella with red apples so pretty. She stopped by a bus stop to ......

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