In The North Poems - Poems about In The North

somewhere in the north snow lies at your feet the avifauna still gather upon the roof where you would scatter crumbs for them, our broken bread mumbling about a one loaf love i am having tequila for breakfast the parrots argue over my scrambled eggs we are all cannibals here we are survivors the jungle and i we have come to terms and one of those is somewhere in...

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Santa won’t be back next Christmas Eve, he decided to retire and take his leave. With all the online shopping in the world today, he set his reindeer free and burned his sleigh. He’ll probably shave his beard and move down south. He won’t miss naughty kids or their potty mouth. The North Pole is for sale, there are no more...

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Red noses and cold hands Piles of leaves spanning entire lands Coats and gloves replacing fans This is what fall is The crunch of leaves The return of long sleeves Excitement on All Hallows' Eve This is what fall is Early night The cold gives a bite The ground might be covered in white This is what fall is The start of school The air turns cool Decorations that...

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Exile in the north The sun marches to the east And wins in the west...

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A latino zone in the base of North America having an injured past honourably graced by two peasants known to be the most populated in the Spanish world but suffers a massive exodus to his neighbor above. He looks at Texas and says “twas once” but has long moved on quite wonderfully, proven by his show of corn, chilies and chocolates which...

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The Joy of Living in the North By Elton Camp No greater joy can some people know Than living in the land of ice and snow They haven’t the slightest fear Of a far-below-zero temperature Snow will fall both day and night To them, that’s the greatest delight Even when forecasters say, “Five more feet of snow today” Why need they mind any more With the...

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FEBRUARY FIGHT IN THE NORTH ATLANTIC Turning home with her hold half full, Wind picks up - raging, all the more Fierce in its intent to smash her hull And plunge her deep to the seafloor. Murderous mountains of watery salt Filled with cold hatred inside In their drenching ice-bound assault Make kamikaze charges along our side. Snapping...

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Deliver Me From Living in the North By Elton Camp To the Northeast, my sympathies extend Here in Alabama I’ll be 70 this weekend To you, Sandy came and stayed a spell Now you have a snowstorm as well The electricity you got knocked out Now you are having another bout Your hear “youse guys” and rudeness Move down South for less crudeness Your...

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“I JUST WANT TO BE IN COMPLANCE” So you stroll up to your only connection and whisper, “yo, you straight?” Which in an addicts parlance means “you got anything good or great?” He shivers for the icy cold and I shake waiting for his answer And I’ll tell you, instead of being an addict I’d rather have cancer “Yeah...

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