Lake Michigan Poems - Poems about Lake Michigan

...We suddenly strolled down Lakeshore drive facing Goethe street named after Wolfgang von Goethe famous German poet just at the crosswalk while waving to the hidden Walter Payton nooks wandering......Read the rest...

...This chilly water I am sitting in. Could it be Lake Michigan? Slimy minnows in spurts. Sharp stones that poke and hurt. The sand is a bit harsh. But exfoliates if you’re in a rush! The breeze i......Read the rest...

...The Great Lakes acronym spells homes I chose titled topic by a fanciful whim, nevertheless still consider my knowledge of aforementioned material slim. Housing multivarious biomes register ......Read the rest...

...Along The Magnificent Mile in Chicago, there is one of the most beautiful Great Lakes. Some 90 miles away from Lake Michigan there is a small city in Indiana called Winona Lake. I've not touched ......Read the rest...

...Blue lighthouse on Lake Michigan, how incredible you be. Window glows dancing to lead in the sailors at sea. There are no words to describe your heroic beauty. Your guidance means the world to my ......Read the rest...

...Clouds and a moment When a cloud rolled over lake Michigan cast an eerie spell of otherness over the lake the stillness was profound when a bird shrieked in horror. When the cloud disappear......Read the rest...

...We met again this time the salvation army on Lake Michigan the four children and I with child were homeless after a horrid experience when all of a sudden standing before me the German man se......Read the rest...

...God peeks through the clouds His eyes shining with pride Glad about the cool, clear water Excited about gifting us a fresh new day. I look across Lake Michigan and meet God’s gaze Feeling belove......Read the rest...

... Photigraphs Wow, a trip through time! My Mom and Dad, so dear and young! Me, in an ancient buggy, big and strong. Have you seen, you, the Poet on a tr......Read the rest...

...Here in Chicago, Illinois the landscape is flat No hill or vale to break the monotony A concrete jungle downtown, surrounded by highway Leading to endless cornfields south of the metropolis ......Read the rest...

...Was it her or was it him? Was it the mixed signals of dixie, Or was it pure blooded Memphis? Was it fresh, matured, and promis......Read the rest...

...The cedar dock splinters out to the moon's shine Like the second hand ticking along A white-faced clock Drawing in loose boats and green moths To its sweep of time Is there any difference Bet......Read the rest...

... Balanced and perfect! Always standing up for me. Teaching me manners. Oh, how I fussed!! Having French braids every summer.  My shorts and tops had to match. Teaching ......Read the rest...

... I adored the Chicago lakeshore! The magnificent scent of Lake Michigan! To a little girl, a dream come true, with umbrellas of every hue. Oh, the heavenly feel of sand be......Read the rest...

.......On Receiving my Nursing Cap...... On the shores of Lake Michigan, I bowed my head, and received my nursing cap. At Madonna de LaStrada Chapel, long before the days there was a life overco......Read the rest...