Dallas Poems - Poems about Dallas

thirty ton trucks flew windy year was two thousand dallas tornado...

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There was a shyster from Dallas whose lies were full of malice. He groped the wrong girl whose anger unfurled. So now, they call him Alice....

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Chapters by Brett Young and Gavin DeGraw Hell of a View by Eric Church All of Me by John Legend Rise up by Andra Day Let’s Do it Again by J boog On Tonight by Chase Rice Timeless by Dallas Smith The sound of a million dreams by David Nail Everywhere by Chase Rice...

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She scrambled from where she sat in the back seat climbing onto the trunk of that long luxurious Lincoln not to escape an assassin's assault as many assumed but to collect the shards of skull and bits of brain that had been blown back onto it as a bullet blasted a hole in his head his body lolling over to lie limply in her lap as her flowers fell to the floorboard sure...

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Much Malice in Dallas What opponents did do in Dallas, Caused such a Seahawk paralysis; Game abored; Hardly scored; Then they left with much malice. Jim Horn...

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I’m an insurance Auto damage appraiser....So yesterday I had to inspect a car for an older gentleman and called him to setup the appointment. I told him I needed to inspect his car for the insurance company and I would be there around noon time. He said I’m fixin to go on my weekly trip...

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Death and Dying in Dallas Death and dying in Dallas seems to have all started with the death of President Kennedy. The following is all true and actually, recently happened in my life. The essay was written to describe what happened as a prelude to my poem I wrote that follows. We were having our July St. James Episcopal Church Board of...

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Tragedy Occurred in Dallas, Texas (USA) 2016 A sniper A peace fight Police officers lost their lives. From the highest tower, Shots are fired. Over what is stated to be the white man crimes. Of oppression and a racist society A peace fight transpired. Five officers died. We mourn and we cry, Shouting the face of America has been scrutinized from Transgression of another hate...

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Washboard and spoons Guitar and drums Accordion Getting together With the band A moment not about skin But about soul A party not about race But about rhythm Take a stand (or perhaps a dance) Against hate Yell a little Prance a little Live, love a lot Making music While joining hands...

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What We Should Learn From Dallas By Franklin Price 7/8/2016 What we should learn from Dallas And the tragedy we pan, Policemen killed cold bloodedly By a sicken minded man. Took advantage of a protest, Of killing elsewhere by police; Despised black on white authority, If cops are dead it has to cease. As of now he was the only perp. There...

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Dallas This is evil; This is the lion roaring through the streets, Across the planet in all its towns; And there is no answer, save one. Prayer by all to the God above, That in His gentle love, he will erase; The thoughts of killing from the human race; That the Lion and the Lamb will soon lie down, In my town – in...

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Five dead in Dallas, killed by hate and long guns, no end to terror....

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The cocaine wolves of Dallas. Sink your teeth into the night until they are numb, the beasts are lurking about looking for a cigarette to bum. The cocaine wolves of Dallas, and everybody carries a knife. Slickback your hair and tighten your laces of the boots' on the throat of life. Key bums in the bathroom,...

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THE DALLAS COWBOYS Can you not hear the rumblings of that distant herd coming, The loud thundering of destiny’s champions crossing, the NFL Field of dreams, beware the rampaging lightening team known As the Dallas Cowboys, for they are the hail storms victorous Breed, the eye of the hurricane riders, searching for their Well-deserved trophy of fortunes honor! Remove your cowboy’s...

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Flyin south to Dallas in a cold November rain with this continental climate weather there may be the same. There’s money from two countries janglin in my purse and stories from two families caught up in this verse. The airplane’s almost empty and I’m stretched across two seats tryin to connect things that are always out of reach. Haven’t yet had time to miss you and I really...

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