Missouri Poems - Poems about Missouri

Momo blended in well with the trees moved fast considering he was walking in brush we followed this big-foot-like-creature down the Missouri River It was 1971, we knew he was an anomaly. Tried to tell people. They thought we had...Read the rest...

Nineteen hundred and sixty-one, was a strobogrammatic year. It will be six thousand and nine, ‘til the next time that will appear. It started off aggressively, Ike told Cuba to go to Hell. We ain’t talking to you no more, not...Read the rest...

Before I understood how life was a weave of intricacies My town was a wonderful world to serve my childish fantasies. I was a young and healthy lad a source of mother’s pride and joy with sun...Read the rest...

When the full moon rises, and the stars start to glow. Down to that old creek bank, is where I like to go. A few leaves still hanging, shaking in the breeze. Holding on for dear life to them persimmon trees. Out...Read the rest...

I stepped off the bus just before midnight. The thermometer read 38 degrees, but I had never felt colder. Loneliness has a way of draining the warmth from your heart. The 400-year-old stone buildings were...Read the rest...

Anyone who is anybody or has traveled at all in the Midwest Knows about Crown Center, its beauty is the ultimate test They deck it out with beauty in the winter, honoring Christmas It is a December sight...Read the rest...

Our love was like the afternoon sun, that melted those New York City streets. But you treated me like dried-up grass, that just crumbled underneath your feet. I can’t be who you want me to be, my blood’s country...Read the rest...

I am turning half of my garage into an office space so I will have more room to scatter my unorganized thoughts into even bigger piles. Of course, my neighbor had to mosey on over...Read the rest...

Spring winds rattle walls ...Read the rest...

A cracked windowpane. A few daffodils peek their heads through the weeds that grow tall where flowers once smiled. Purple nettle chokes the life from any grass courageous enough to try to stand in its...Read the rest...

A total eclipse might be my last one to see— Spring rain forecasted...Read the rest...

Three kids to a bed, two beds to a room, three rooms crowded with flannel long johns and wool socks. If I was lucky enough maybe they had only been worn by two or three...Read the rest...

He surveys his kingdom each day, from Iron Gate to Wooden Wall. Each leaf that falls and blade that sways, his loyal subjects one and all. The cattle grazing in the field, the kittens nestled in the shed. He knows each...Read the rest...

Every person’s destiny is created by a single point in time, and we are forever tied to that event. That moment when the world starts to make sense and the pages in the book of...Read the rest...

Goodnight Dad I was sitting in the backyard earlier, just gazing at the stars. The sky was clear, and the moon was still asleep somewhere back east. My mind, as it usually does, started to...Read the rest...