Places Poems | Examples of Places Poetry

The Illinois emperor favors no bail for the violent he's a softy in the middle and more so on crime From his bullhorn pulpit he proclaims that we're safe I'm afraid the land of Lincoln is made of paper mâché. He lives in a crystal bubble in a billionaire's den with state-of-the-art, impenetrable defenses. He hates the 2A and the...

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To escape the tumult And noise of the world, I unlock And enter a secret door to The serene haven of my mind. ...

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Raised Stone-Tablet eternally abiding under Towering Heavens endless span; and in its Solititude...charts the migrations of our Highest Lord's cestial rockets. Because of Stone-Tablet, bestowed unto us, we are Gifted the Holy-Texts Dictated by the Jade Emperor himself. Nought but...

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Dream palms sprout, wetted by sweat. Like an eternal rainbow in the sand, Dubai entices the world. It’s not a mirage over the dunes, but a stunning truth of the spectacular opulence. The culture mixing in the palette of desert with tints and shades of all continents is sublime. Our forefathers with hopes flying like...

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Three dozen or so revelers whoop it up. Prince''s signature smash-hit song, "1999" Is blasting top volume on loud speakers. A rollicking party reaches...

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When we build for everyone, everyone wins: The ramp helps ...

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The majestic sense of a hidden place lies in its elusiveness where secrets and dreams are allowed to intertwine. ...

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The bold horizon burned and died cold in my eyes as I turned aside on the road to nowhere taking it slow making it easy in no hurry to go I'm taking my time for I never felt the need to heed the latest mad fad or follow the current day's craze yet I don't fret or sweat the small stuff but I did learn soon enough the tide...

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It’s sad when poverty leads to the proliferation of gangs and sales of drugs which leads in turn to addiction. No bigger open market for drugs exists than one where great homelessness grew. Gangs are thriving even to this day there on Kensington Avenue. Gangs of many ethnicities, prostitutes and miserable folk hang out there hooked on heroin, fentanyl and coke. A billion dollar market where...

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I can almost hear the haunting monastic chants and solemn songs, lost between the rippling currents of the Hudson River. The Cloisters stand, silent upon a nearby hill stone walls and ancient towers are stoic and timeless carrying secrets of the past covering forgotten sins. Echos of voices, Ave Maria and rosaries the fervent signs of the cross commune amongst sacred writings silent prayers...

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In my comfy corner, a little space A place of my own, as soft as a lace Lays a long chair of queen’s height with a wooden base With a rocking style for a ride at a mild pace Cushions of vibrant colours, in fitting size in the pattern of a maze Attracting all in less time, fixing attention and...

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weathering Wales in bleak winter is hard though starred sheep remain sleek taverns roaring fires a feat making Celtic maidens sweet ~~~~~~~ ...

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Weeping willows of past twilight inkling cast a blurred shadow on “lily-white age” viewed through clouded lens!...

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sampling party spread he s n u c k in uninvited ~ quickly ejected ...

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Where is this? Are we on Mars? America – just count the stores, capitalist carnivores. That so-familiar movie score, the swish of passing cars. The city built on Brotherly Love (Wells Fargo, Fitch and Abercrombie) at the mercy of Pam Bondi - was that a person, or a zombie? – What was Madison thinking of? Car’s no use: no place to park it. Arrested at a...

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