Ny Poems - Poems about Ny

Dear readers Let’s dig in to the business of writing Many are lies peddled by people who come in your life Some simply because your judgement is different from there’s Others simply because you showed no effort in a situation but you overcome or succeeded Others simply hate you for no reason at all This has lead to...

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2024 Finally, New Year Eve has arrived. I must be quick to make up my mind, To delete, remove and let go of all the Apps he installed, The things he said, the messages he sent, the words he wrote, The happiness he created, the work he helped, The troubles he made and the pain he caused. Within a brief encountering of...

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I come from the borough of Queens, New York My classmates call me a Klutz and a dork Those names pervaded my soul, taking a toll Being at the bottom of the totem pole. Then Dad took me to the town of Tortilla Flat I walked into a store, bought a ten-gallon hat I started talking like John Wayne, also bought...

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Ten mile peninsula in Queens, N.Y., nighttime jetties of moonlight white caps, waves rising and ebbing. My grandfather walking with me on the daylight shore so many summers ago. My dreams of Rockaway unfaded. Watched the WTC twin towers being built through binoculars. Rockaway, in my soul's nostalgia you still beckon. Salted lips quenched by Coca-Cola. The youth within me can still hear the seagulls calling in...

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a thunder from here I am going where you are.......can you hear me?...

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weather forecasts spoofed dark storms come and go at whim- lawns and rainbows smile...

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fast and furious winter comes with a vengeance... a city snowed in Date written: 11/20/2022...

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fixed dreaming eyes heading towards long iland. the sitting lady:- i like your shoes, they must be comfortable. the standing lady:- they are. how about yours? & looks down at the lady with the pink shoes. - mine sweat, &smell like strawberries. the lady with the pink crocs takes photos of other people's shoes, suddenly jumps like bitten by a snake screaming - open the door, open...

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The NY EBS There is talk of war. There is rumor and propaganda. There is concern and worry. No one wants to die. No one wants to die, for no reason at all. Where is the positive in that death, the "heroic" story... ? There is none, and will never be any, except the misery, and pain without gain...

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Ilene was on her morning walk When she saw a grandfather clock But something was wrong! The clock had no dong! It was a replica Tik Tok!...

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OSWEGO, NEW YORK The summer sun was setting and the urban landscape where the river flowed north into the last Great Lake settled into quiet, the working class burghers and their beautiful families finally relieved of endeavor and stress The northwest breezes caressing the waters turned reflected street lights into shimmering diamonds that made the city seem rich under a golden blue, orange blue, cobalt blue...

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By Moji Agha (April 20, 2016--Tucson, AZ) Chomsky's NY Times Swooning "I swoon on the NY Times Op-Ed page, every eleven weeks or so," said Prof. Noam Chomsky, in the sufi monk's (actual) dream. Around noon of the day after the dream Ms. Bev S. Stohl replied to the goofy sufi's appeal for help, with the possible meaning of the dream--and stuff, and focused...

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From NYC To Kansas. . Little Angel’s off to Kansas To Grandma's house It sure is a long way I’ve only driven two blocks And its took me all day . I hope I get there real soon I’m tired and I promised her I’d be their by the afternoon . I packed some lemonade And candy bars I hoped Would last all day But I got hungry from...

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Devotion Poem. Dancing Dream (Dedicated to my husband Jim, with love) Like a story’s narrator, I cannot see myself In life nor in dreams, nor in memories where My recollection of you comes first Of your eyes, which I have Absolutely memorized, especially All their glistening smiles, When they look fixed to my own, bringing Your heart into mine, committed in...

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Placated and simply set free In NY it's a matter of degree Bail's not always necessary They didn't harm, only robbed how terrible could that be  Felons will be back at your door looking for more, of what you worked for No longer detainees it's almost guaranteed they'll take what they please Pols want you to appease and forgive the sleaze just give them keys But, you might eschew...

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