Presidio Poems - Poems about Presidio

...“love is just passion that can turn.” sometimes i wonder when people will tire of taking care of me. when my mother’s lilting sighs will lengthen as she dabs at my grape juice finger paintings spl......

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...A lazy me has ignored my Taiji sword long For work I still to the Presidio march on From buildings I watch the white waves of the sea From sand beaches I hear them as well as the seals On Soldier......

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...Mark Halliday Son of a California Englishman And a small-town Utah Mormon. In his youth, nothing extraordinary; Later served in Europe as a missionary. Pianist, marching flutist, then a Guitar......

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...The dark day has come As we stand on Presidio Banks We cry Towards the sea The waves Just... so grey The look on the faces So grave As we mourn the losses of today The songs start to play ......

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...San Francisco Presidio Terrace Where new home sat. My father Peruvian Consul, Myself A two year old Brat. Wobbly I walk Childish noises My talk, The challenge were The stairs. How can......

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...As night meandered, a deceitful descent, a sparrow's cry did beckon, the dark perils, of yet another mysterious presidio, of intrigue and macabre phantasm. There, amongst the massacring t......

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