Whitehorse Poems - Poems about Whitehorse

...A homeless poet A few days ago, I was walking home with my dollar store notebook in my hand as I walked. I was deep in thought about how I was going to fill these 250 blank pages. A voice called o......Read the rest...

...III. Dan found himself between the angry mammoth and the cliff. He had no choice but to retreat, though the fall his flesh would rip. Then about six feet down he saw, a tree growing out of th......Read the rest...

...I. Trapper Dan Slocumb sat on down in the small Whitehorse café. The gold rush gone, ten years now, he’d turned to furs to make his pay. That day he spotted Red Billings, carving away at a la......Read the rest...

...Dixieland Ghost In the South. Deep in the hills. There is a forgotten town. Of a war past. On a clear night you can see an old schoolhouse. Next to a grave yard of soldiers from the past. When t......Read the rest...

...se] She won't die She lives every time I try So I kiss It's like I'm kissing with her lips Now I know What was missing behind the wheel And I feel For the first time it feels so real [listening to "Whitehorse" by Die! Die! Die!]......Read the rest...

...Vapors of emerald and jade ribbon the hauntingly beautiful sky, and I sat in wonder, transfixed, mesmerized For me, it moved, more like danced to a melody that only the heavens could hear For it ......Read the rest...