Watertown Poems - Poems about Watertown

......As the years went by Nick’s playing came less often, as he wandered, he just became a vagabond, going to almshouses in winter. That’s how he came to Watertown in the sad last year of his li......

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......His performances went for hours, even when people drifted off, he’d kept playing in the tavern regardless of what others thought. He would wind down like some old clock, sometime playing st......

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...In the year of 1880, in Watertown, northern New York, a man walked into an almshouse, looked no different from other poor. The man’s dress was quite slovenly, he was clad in rough leather boot......

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...AT THE WINDOW She had cut her hair and wondered if he liked it “Not a problem” he said acutely aware of her perpetual pattern of cyclical change She was a Cynthian spirit, a sensual soul, a......

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...The Leatherman many years ago let the truth unfold one man who lived as a hermit wearing nothing but leather all around him had walked many miles in New England he had thoughts of wild exc......

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...The Cafe lights glow with the resisting urge to dim It's not long before the darkness consumes this little town I find myself in tonight Pouring rain, pounding thunder make it hard to keep my smoke......

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...Yonder comes the messenger Forging thicket and thistle; A young postal carrier Known as Israel Bissell. It began in Watertown, This bold tale of derring-do; Bearing news of Lexington, He wou......

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