Wheeling Poems - Poems about Wheeling

Found my space to roller skate Like I did when I was eight ... Round, round and round the rink Flashing lights of blue and pink High above such trivial things Skating the track of Saturn's rings, Go, go, they can't catch me now Once you learn, you never forget how The music flows from far, far away Down on Earth where records...

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(A Christmas vacation vignette) Lisa and I choppered onto Manhattan Island yesterday morning. We’d both felt toasted—so we took naps—and yay! We awoke recharged. Later that evening, Lisa and I were at the ‘Elsie’ Rooftop Bar, in Manhattan, waiting for Lisa’s boyfriend, David. Ok, man-friend? More age appropriate I suppose, he’s 27, but that description doesn’t have the...

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The freight train puffs a veil of smoke into the night. The iron rails rumble. Be still. Now. There it is, the engine's call, fading To the distance. Between shadows, a lean figure grips tight to the rolling steel, His pack worn low on his back, and now he's gone Wholly, into the night. I stand alone by the coal yard, I do not...

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Just climb onto the back of my Harley And we shall ride to the songs of Bob Marley, In no time at all We'll be in Senegal, Though I might stop for lunch in Kigali....

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PLEASE GIVE ME A TICKET, I'M READY, HE SIGHED. I'M READY TO TAKE THIS FERRIS WHEEL RIDE I'VE HEARD IT'S THE FASTEST AND TALLEST THAT BE SO GIVE ME A TICKET TO SEE WHAT'S TO SEE. RIDING IT'S PETALS UP HIGH AND ALONE CIRCLING MADLY IT'S BLOOM IS A THRONE OIL, IT'S PERFUME FOR A SQUEAK AND A SPIN OH WHAT A...

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wheeling seagulls soar as I sail farther offshore. . . oceanic peace 5/5/2018...

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When time is surreal Everything around you Spinning like a windmill As we brake the seal Knowing what is the best deal Wheeling our way through this day Feels like our life is on a pathway To Replay what we know lives in our hearts Everything so smooth from the very start No way this love is coming apart Love the...

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There was a young lady from Wheeling West Virginia, that is Who had a peculiar feeling that Her boyfriend Jack was cheating She took it to his Mom “Mom” she said, “your son Jack Is really pissing me off. I'm ready to hit the ceiling.” “Ya know,” Mom said, “You crack me up. I'm tickled he goes to your head He irritates me...

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A hound bus in the maintenance garage But it was the thief thinking in his own barrage When the workers weren’t around The Thief stole the bus without making any sound The Hound’s slogan, “Leave the Driving to us” The Thief’s slogan, “Steal the Hound Bus being a must” That is just what happened Hound bus 7888 was driven from the yard...

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Snow flakes Tapping glass One by one, Scraping silence From the pane of autumn’s stare Where they gather In mute reflections, Like moths to a flame Blustering into chaotic rhythm White upon light, Cart-wheeling crystals Frozen in free Falling eddies now Gathering upon a wind, In violent whiteout As a fire stares Back from beyond the hearth A sentinel Of warmth bearing Witness to...

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