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Indy Poems - Poems about Indy


Indy
Another senseless shooting Indianapolis...

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Categories: indy, america, anger, angst, city,
Form: Senryu
Indy
Shoot out in Indianapolis again...

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Categories: indy, america, anger, anxiety, corruption,
Form: Senryu



For Indy
So Indy You have set me a task One I hope to maybe last As I don't know yet how to do it So I may have already blew it I will though do my research And hope I can find A way through it But if not it doesn't matter As you are my Alma Mater So i will learn from you As that's...

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Categories: indy, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
Driver of Victory
Simon says: Thirteen’s my lucky number. Thirteen years ago, I took dad’s money and bargained with Time to make my name known. Fate nudged its elbow into my circuit. Penske luck and talent helped carry me. I have had the best mentors in the world who helped me master the intricacies of maneuvering oval victories. Last Sunday, no one wanted that wreath more, the...

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Categories: indy, race, sweet,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Stranger From Indy
You were trained to be independent. To avoid strangers if you can. but you had a flat tire so flagged down a man. He pulls up in a rusted-out truck. His hands are strong and filthy with dried mud. He says fewer words than a haiku poem. Like an Indy pit crew, he's done in no time...flat. You broke rules-rolled the...

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Categories: indy, growth,
Form: Free verse



My Friend Indy
To Indiana If you was me And I was you What would we really do So once upon a time, I thought I would write a rhyme But then I thought I had run out of time Because slowly, slowly time departs But I just never seemed to start I looked, I listened and thought I smelt the hay Only to lose my...

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Categories: indy, appreciation,
Form: I do not know?
Indy Jones
He’s just a dog, but I love him so, Truer than any man I know. Faithful in his love for me, Silly, happy and worry-free. Toilet water brings him joy, Bliss sounds like a squeaky toy. Bear-size paws and a nose so cold, And he tries so hard to not be bold! His true addiction is to play, He’ll fetch your heart within a...

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Categories: indy, love, happy, heart, happy,
Form: Ballad

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