Hwy Poems - Poems about Hwy

... My wife and I have spent a good deal of our lives living between the city limit signs of one metropolis or another. As urban dwellers, we were constantly bombarded with the rumble of noises driftin......

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...I wrote this orphan poem to see if the infamous Australian musician Paul Kelley can torn it into a song. Many have tried and failed.. Toss a Coin (c) London F. Buss ......

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...I had another 'Robbie' moment yesterday. One of my appointments was in Henagar to inspect the County Coroners truck that hit a deer. Well I couldn't find the address on my GPS so I called and he said......

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..."He made a difference." Gramps, my mother's father, Dave Luke -- my grandfather, a tall unlettered white (decidedly white) Louisiana man -- was born August 1888. He lived 87 years. He gr......

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...hwy 93 glides up into the misty grey where billowing black shifting clouds shroud the moon like pirate sails wheels and metal destined for what is forever slipping away yet drawing nigh......

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...As a significant day approaches, I thought about 49, But before today, I never dwelt so much upon 49. I never knew my soul was so permeated with 49. World War 2 was over before the year '49; Bu......

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...Warning: If you are bothered by road rage, of if you have ever been a victim of road rage, or if you and I are giving each other the finger right now on Highway ZZZ, this poem may not be for you. ......

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...Driving down on Hwy.72 on my usual Sunday excursion, the rain was pelting down in thin lines of curtains, was listening to and enjoying my favorite radio station, doing the 65 mph speed limit not ......

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...Dragon likes secrets but can’t keep them… UH UH! No way! But he’s also, often confused by what he sees every single day. Now he got interested in Area 51, and wanted a meet and greet… Of aliens, s......

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...Epitaph – Eulogy BY Linda Blair This man, lying here in state – DEAD – lives. His aged soul - but not his heart – he gives to me – for me - this is such a shame, so on him – everything – I wi......

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...I applaud you, my homeland...this Golden State! From Coronado Island...to the Golden Gate We live on the edge of a continent... With masses of land that stretch out to the sea One can lie on th......

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...Twas a little piece of heaven in a bigger spot of hell, Nestled in the bosom of the Sierra Nevadas. I wasn't sure just what planet I had just landed on, An alien invader in a strange mountain fold......

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