San Francisco Poems - Poems about San Francisco

S~ Scent of the shining, Pacific Ocean, eternally bless me! A~ Arresting fog, may your droplets forever surround me. N~ Nights of rainbowed streetlights, dance, engulfed by the sea! F~ Friendships, ah,so transformative, we gave each other the...Read the rest...

10/20/2023 Those tanned, shapely legs of mine, where have you gone? No longer have I the ability to run! Nor feel the glorious, salt water spray, from my beloved, San Francisco Bay! That kissed my sweating, dawn face. Those foggy morns, the...Read the rest...

On the 1st Day of Christmas my sister read to me ...Read the rest...

You'll find a heart there Somewhere On a cable car seat Or placed on a stair In my careless despair You'd think I don't care Or my forgetfulness But au contraire My love was safe In pocket deep No chance to slip Or...Read the rest...

San Francisco Jazz Afternoons Carries me back to those special Sunday afternoons with you. The...Read the rest...

If I only had one wish be granted me tonight, To be forty-five, again,would be a blessed delight. To be able to walk in high heeled shoes, Not in Skechers, no, they give me the blues. Nikes and running...Read the rest...

Take me on an awesome drive along the crooked street. And treat me to a big burrito in the Mission District. I see no rival to San Francisco where I spent 8 years of my life as a...Read the rest...

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...and with apologies to Tony Bennett. I smelled a fart in San Francisco, It wafted out across the Bay. An Oakland breeze just blew it back, A tourist gasped, "A gas attack!" A drag queen shrieked, "Oy vey! That's gross!", and...Read the rest...

Roll back the joy of golden, painted years. Hold me in that rapture, of joyful cascading tears. Place the engagement ring on my soft hand. Allow me to hear the notes of passion’s band. Oh, how deeply in love...Read the rest...

Along the coolness of the oaks we walked. Honeymooners dreams, was our secret talk! Eucalyptus trees smiled, scenting our way. Twas “our” San Francisco first come what may. I never thought, you would die so very young. But you taught...Read the rest...

Ode to Berkeley TBC I grew up in Berkeley, my spiritual home. I grew up in the 60’s crazy time. No matter where in the world I might roam, Berkeley always center of my space time....Read the rest...

A Story from My Heart Kelly was a Red...Read the rest...

The Fog Local Gems Note: one of my oldest poems was written in 1972 when I was 16. Revised as a cherita. The Fog The Fog The Fog Rolls in and in. And on forever Till...Read the rest...

The most beautiful days in my life, Living in San Francisco near that Bridge, the Golden Gate! Days of well behaved children in ...Read the rest...