Crosswalk Poems - Poems about Crosswalk

Busy as a street could ever be Everyone's eyes veiled but me In this busy anthill A poor old lady gave a shrill Struggling on a zebra, a daily drill. As every ant, loaded, hurriedly passed by To the poor lady I gave a wide smile. Met by a worn-out...

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` stuck between smoke stack volumes in alphabetical order woven metal bodies straight lines leaving little to the imagination some big, some small from exhausted paint rollers leaving their mark just outside of the jewelry store crushed cigarette butts on the ground falling between the cracks of walkways reflecting diamond brooches you can’t afford designer dreams offered at half the price where the sign in the windows reads “anything...

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How can a stranger standing at the corner, leave me breathless, in a trance... I ask you?… What are the chances, in such a moment, one brief encounter could change a life? You were the sunlight, after the rain fell leaving me defenseless. Makes no sense at all. .. So, how to explain it? A spell,...

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It tears my heart to see where you're heading I can feel you lying to my face You're not the same girl I once knew I don't know how much longer I can stand to be around I put myself in so much agony as we sit there in lies It's there in black and white yet you turn the...

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I saw the old Death Angel Walking ‘cross the street, Disguised as a pedestrian, Visage coy and sweet. I rolled up my window, ‘Didn’t pause to wait— I drove right past the lady— “Can’t we have a date…?” “No time to talk…I’m late…”...

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I saw the old Death Angel Walking ‘cross the street, Disguised as a pedestrian, Visage coy and sweet. I rolled up my window, ‘Didn’t pause to wait— I drove right past the lady— “Can’t we have a date…?” “No time to talk…I’m late…”...

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Vantage: the curb and tide beside the curb ...

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Walking down the boulevard early one day Crossing with the light going the right way He stepped into the street On his nimble feet She checked to the left checked to the right No traffic around not a car in sight He did the "cross walk two step run for your life" Everyone it seems wants to make a widow of his...

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