Long Bangor Poems

.....Mommy walks and Jamie toddles inside the BIGGEST plane. 
Jamie thought he was inside its belly. The storm roars outside. 
The thunder is loud inside the metal beastie. They sit. Lightening flashes. 
Jamie screams “No!”...

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When we planned our road trip we set up with Budget 
that a Toyota Corolla would be waiting for us in Seattle
but after standing in line for 2 hours…I was a little rattled

When Budget ran...

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The final leg of this journey…the last 50 miles that remained
took us from the city Bangor to the town of Corea, Maine.

On the way we stopped at Pat’s for pizza and Helen’s for blueberry pie…
(our...

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It was only 120 miles from our motel in New Hampshire to our Air B & B in Bangor’s front door
which means today we had a lot of time for new adventures to explore.

So we...

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We needed one more day in Bangor for three simple reasons why…
to see Stephen King’s House, take a photo with Paul Bunyan 
and to eat the first of many a Whoopie Pie.

At Stephen King’s house...

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From Andover to Anaheim
Bangor to Boise
People speak up
Come on, get noisy

From Carteret in Jersey
To Cameroon far away
Speak up everyone
If just for one day

From Detroit to Dallas
Eaton to Ecuador
Come on everyone
Speak up some more

From France and...

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Deborah has a fear of flying…it surfaces before we even step onto the plane…
The problem:
This summer we’ll be flying to Seattle, Washington…
and back home from Bangor, Maine.

A friend of hers said, “What a coincidence…I had...

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Sometimes I have a Stephen King mind,
always searching for a good tale to weave,
filled with macabre and mysterious thought,
clearing my cobwebs of all the fraught.

Sometimes I have a Stephen King mind,
reading his novels in a...

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a vulgar morning
          unveiling the naked fragrance of sun-burnt dog turds.
It came to me,
          played tunes on...

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You feel like Bangor, Maine 
On a warm summer day
In the month of May 
Those Casino Lights 
Was our escape, 
When the day turned dark
And gray

Got a smile that will hold me together
A guitar that...

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Sam dated Sandy, things were fine and dandy
Born into middle class means, they were killing that high school scene
One afternoon in Sandy’s bedroom their play went all the way
And the Angels wept that day

Sandy felt...

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Whence didst craft stopped the Winds of War,
and bring forth peace, forevermore.
Exact it is a slumber hence,
awaken sorts some recompense,
weary minds do not ask for more.

Sub base, Washington, in Bangor,
breaths a sigh scares I, what...

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Mary Jane, what an unusual girl you are.
You have fans that live both near and far.
They call your name from Bangor to Sausalito.
How popular you are from Fairbanks to Hilo.
It doesn’t take much for you...

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