Montrose Poems - Poems about Montrose

... WHEN SANTA CAME TO BENARTY Santa came to Benarty One cold and stormy night The snow and clouds that gathered Made Santa ground his flight. He landed behind the graveyard In Dallas Doyle Par......

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...James Montrose 'METRICAL PRAYER'                              -                             - || -                                  ~/  ~ / ~ /  ~/  - |||||| -    / ~ / ~  /~    /  ||||||||......

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...Violet Jacob of Montrose in Scots venacular she chosd Writing much poetry in rhyme so lively......

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...Flying wedge-like as wool feathers the wind, the geese are leaving the basin. Where do they go? How long till they arrive? Will the plump make stops on the way? At first a few will arise t......

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...For me, one time is not enough Canyons widen neath mountain bluffs For me, each time lay unforeseen Magic transient —a richer dream (Montrose Colorado: September, 2021)......

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...The bridge to belief spans a river of doubt Whose rapids are raging, whose questions cry out Each step that I’ve taken, each tread that I cross Brings me much closer —to what I once lost......

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... E.E.CUMMINGS AND I I remember a beautiful, Spring day in Chicago. Sitting on my lover's lap. His eyes as lovely as the spring- green trees tapping gently on my living room windows. ......

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...Went shopping today In Montrose, PA Saw lots of folks I must say Knew most of them I met along the way I must once again say That I like it that way Five thousand people is Th......

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...Walk the streets, Passed the subway trains Echos of piss and debris, Filled streets Rushed paces, Sky scrapers withhold glory Look onto and pass, The city that never sleeps An overwhelming sig......

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...There once was a man from Montrose, Who always was blowing his nose. There was soon an issue, When he missed his tissue And blew it all over his toes.......

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...The eight merry maids of Montrose Quite vexed that they can't touch their toes began a regime they worked as a team but by Fall could just touch their nose Discouraged they wept and just......

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...Uncle Jack Was in the army We have the photographs To prove it Although the S badge Attached to the band Around his peaked hat Suggests blood and fire Rather than guns and ammo I should hav......

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...Am I moving We're approaching some place Montrose I think I can barely read it My eyes are on the blink I see no proof that the tube is moving There is an engine, At the front I think But the black......

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...In this city of failed dreams there lies a knowledge of paths that lead in every direction that the curious mind would want to venture. Gold cross of resurrection in the very midst of chaos. Me......

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