Jersey City Poems - Poems about Jersey City

...From my window The sky and the earth Hang the crazy bubbles! From my window The day and the night Always rise late! From my window The wind and the rain Like to lift the green Lady......

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...I believed I saw you at the top of Carteret Street Beloved* But it wasn't you Just the inspiration of you I thought I saw you at the end of Ocean Avenue Chinaski* But it wasn't yo......

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...Blue Suburbs Like in Saint Denis Day and night The zombies cross paths in Jersey City Those who slam their dreams in eldorados cross day and night Those who have cracked them in the New Yo......

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...Not a stir of air, not a movement of grass or bush, This night is as still as the death that stalks the unsuspecting. That creeper of the shadows, the face that only takes on features ......

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...around the clock busy loading up the dock the usual 9-5 except in your life it's more like all day and night fast forward to jersey city commuting through subways working till sundays sma......

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...This time in Jersey City Another mass murder Was it a hate crime? At least six souls have gone to meet their Maker Personally, I wish these horrors would stop happening The USA is a violent ......

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...I flipped the switch and it roared to life, With gears spinning and blinking lights, Dials with arrows swinging left and right, And a GPS screen to track my flight. Then I closely examined my h......

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...There once was a daddy from Jersey City Who's little girl was ever so pretty The neighbourhood boys Wanted to play with her toys Made sure there was moolah in their bank called a piggy<>...

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...Lotus Petals, Bride to be, The J.City flower delivery, A storm rolls in, South by southwest Wind does blow, the sun sneaks through, no wet dress, The flowers are all set.........

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...There once was a daddy from Jersey City Who's little girl was ever so pretty The neighbourhood boys Wanted to play with her toys Made sure there was moolah in their bank called a piggy ......

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...~~~NO GLORY! NO HOME! NO MORE!~~~ Life echoes’ cried, precious loved ones lost life Door of tears, my prayers knock on the closed door Strife took up arms that war nailed cross to strife ......

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...Well, here we were, me, Ernie, and Snowy on this new train, Both of them were still inside my jacket and sound asleep. I knew now that mice snored, could feel a strange vibration, It came and w......

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...My first concern was to contact family, friends and employees that might be in the immediate vicinity of the event. We are one of those lucky stories where my wife had a doctor’s appointment and......

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