Maine Poems - Poems about Maine

Honorable Members of the Maniac Judiciary Committee I hold sacred gratitude to you, and to the Wabanaki Tribe of indigenous wisdom, on whose land we deeply listen for this opportunity to compassionately address this Committee with a healthy democracy agenda to support all Peace Warriors. My name is Mother Eartha, I'm a wildly undomesticated Mainiac, and I...

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Moosehead, mother of Maine’s many lakes fed by Moose River’s flowing tears. Overlooked by Kineo’s cliffs, with Kennebec you share your gifts. Sebago Lake, your bowels deep with waters fresh, quench Portland’s thirst. Headwater for Presumpscot’s course which for many towns was a life source. Chesuncook Lake, you are the source of hydropower’s natural force and from your bounteous water store you serve when...

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The Magnificent Mountains of Maine Mount Katahdin, Maine’s tallest peak beckons to those who challenge seek. and to the dare-devilish kind, White Cap Mountain will blow their mind. Though not among Maine’s tallest peaks Mount Cadillac is one to seek. Mount Desert Island’s jewel rare This is the place to stand and stare. Tumbledown Mountain steals the show for those who mountain climbing know. To...

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Noelle Cottage straddles ledges of grey, Extending into waters of Casio Bay, Along Small Point’s shoreline of Atlantic Ocean, Observing forest, sky, and ocean devotion. Feathered fliers: Osprey, Sea Gull, and Eagle, Their diet all favorites and everything legal, Overhead...

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On the first day of Christmas my hubby gave to me A large whoopie pie On the Second day of Christmas my hubby gave to me Two fishing poles and a large whoopie pie On the third day of Christmas my hubby gave to me Three Stephen King books, two fishing poles and a large whoopie pie On the fourth day of...

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Horn Horrible Maine Haiku when he would take aim kill became terrible game had received the blame never gave a hoot to death some people did shoot would wear a brown boot cannot bring them back love and mental skills did lack he had blown his stack heard them when they bowl their life away killer stole death out he did dole a sad song was sung dying breath...

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Bar Harbor Bah Habah is how they say it in Maine. The cool summer breezes wash over the town. Sailboats ride at rest waiting patiently at their moorings. Lobstah fishermen load their traps, hoping for a prize haul. Ospreys and seals vie for the best fish. Acadia National Park beckons bikers and hikers. Icy waters from the Labrador Current will chill...

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Maine Coon Cat stands at dining table checking my plate...

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A young man who said he was broke Went begging the streets for a smoke But this was a pain For he was in Maine Where everyone there is quite woke...

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"Howdy Amos”, “Howdy Seth” as Amos points to the empty seat Next to him on the bench by the Limerick Town Bandstand. Amos t’aint much for words but he’s a pretty good pointer. “Whatcha doing, Amos?” “Sittin’”. Did I say Amos t’aint much for words? However, it seems that Amos likes to sit on the bench during the shift...

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“Howdy Amos”, “Howdy Seth”, without a glance. Amos t’aint much for words as he stares straight ahead His gaze as straight as his furrows. Amos is what you might call a “deep thinker”. I watch as he bounces up and down on the plow hitch The bells on his mighty Percherons jingling with each practiced step As they perform their timeworn...

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Two who are one together in love, On a carriage road in the woods of Maine. The day was filled with sunshine, The air was cool and sweet. It was a fine, wondrous spring day in Maine, On an old carriage road That wound through the woods of Acadia in the shadow of Cadillac, As strong and enduring as the love of...

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******************* Beaver Stick Pointed on both ends the sweet parts have been eaten ...

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.............. Heat pine maple and old oak sticks for the woodstove the flame is my life GINSU-KNIFE EASTPORT , MAINE USA I...

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