York Poems - Poems about York

A giraffe went out to buy a car. He didn't like nothin' that he saw'r. Maybe, he'd be more comfortable driving a convertible....

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Aisha was fierce and sensuous and belonged on Broadway she knew what she wanted and was bound to get her way AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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chutzpah in new york cheeky annoying brashness nervy confidence...

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I only ride the subway To a doctor or a show. When teaching, that was not the way To work I used to go. Today, though, in the morning rush I had to take a train And I expected all the usuals That make the trip a pain – Delays and crowds and people whom You wouldn’t want to meet And cars so packed...

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I saw her from a distance And I recognized the move, But until I got much closer, It was difficult to prove. With her breasts exposed, her bra below, The cup part in the back Was fastened, then she slid it ‘round With quite a practiced knack. She covered up her boobs and then A t-shirt found its way As she slowly dressed right on...

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another weekday she awakens to the sunrise aroma of preset coffee brewing her eyes still closed she thinks about her day and slowly starts to form thoughts in her head so much to do so little time a jolt of java revs up the engine give her a minute she'll come to life another sip and there it is it's all systems go! AP: 1st place 2025...

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The poetry of the COVID era (read to the end) Thai pineapple rice. Wonton and Yaki Soba Tortufo ice cream. Scallopini veal, halva and also soda Tamago, octopus and yellowtail. Ribs, pasta fagioli. Meat lover’s pie, sword fish, big shrimps and sausage ravioli Scungili marinara. Milkshake. Plus jalapeño poppers Yasai roll. Best Lobster bisque and saucy burger whoppers Wild mushroom omelet. Crunchy...

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A car was parked illegally; The hydrant wasn’t cleared, Plus it was by a nursing home And might have interfered. I never would have noticed it, But signage did impart That a tow truck would be coming ‘Cause the engine wouldn’t start. Thee note said “Please!” perhaps to cops Who rarely have the choice About issuing a ticket to A reprobate Rolls Royce! ...

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Here’s today’s New York surprise I witnessed with my own two eyes: Reddi-Whip, the cans amounted To nineteen (and yes, I counted!). Lined up on a bench, as well As underneath, and I could tell They all were empty, for the caps Were strewn around, by slobs, perhaps. There was no whipped cream residue And raindrops hadn’t sprinkled through, So with these clues, I did...

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Walking down York Avenue, A very urban block, An odor had my senses piqued And then I saw, in shock, In front of a local restaurant A pig turned on a spit. With juices dripping down, it somehow Didn’t seem to fit. It’s not a sight I’ve ever seen, Right out there on the street, And though I’m sure that some would be Excited by that...

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No city moves as fast as New York With eclectic promises and dynamite ideals The ones who survive it were full-ready for a challenge not a place for the faint-hearted...

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Walkin with Hersch up the avenue b-bop cat telling me of Paris Ginsberg and Burroughs Like he's Chris C. man And we're heading for land On crystal and coffee Dig the different cries Sirens, con men and broken People asking for change hard To tell the difference walking Pass eyes of despair like Everywhere man like everywhere You can feel the heat of the Street ain't a thing...

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We emerged from Grand Central Station, Both ill, alarmed at our situation Like two invaders, erupting forth My twin went south, and I went North I jaywalked reckless nearly hit by a car. Then saw a bridge over the FDR I wondered what price would be paid On autopilot, I came on to the Esplanade The pavement was wide, hexagonal tiled The...

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Hey repeat You a needer Last night the today beeper Called me back Hey repeat Ima lose her? Night wards under rains Ferry won’t visit my shores Last daymare you have? Me running out of boys Like girls cost news Hey miss Did works close the deal? Didn’t rules get you clothes? Ima mystery from ireland Just like tank shells Follow my wind Brushed off the vested Gotta let you bake it Take nuns...

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There, mustardseed scatter’d on firm cement Frank’s sense all but gone as architect- ural borders take shape: the cloister sports Blue-green algae tanks | engineer-BREW guard’d by python & html Biomedical men GIVE IT | in overt Exxon | two two-by-fours square in threes Three-D printed modules fit to serve | reptilian feet | Purpose, _\\r eign...

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