Poems About: CHICAGO

(To: Yelena Anatolyevna Shakhovtseva, Russia)


Was it paradise or hell, read more »

i was not yet 22
when i walked around
with a bottle of sin
in my long black wool coat read more »

books collecting dust
as old winos sleep
and students try
to fill their heads read more »

Maple Marble your fine overtones,
like Marshall Fields in Chicago
where you wrote an essay of political analogy,
and became The Pro, read more »

Did you see the thoughts of my heart,
When tired, exausted, nearly frustrated,
Yet strong, with the head towards the stars,
I was working for your low rating? read more »

The velvet sky of dusk
borken hearts made of rust
shattered trust,
lies, lurking in the shadows read more »

The Sands of the Times go down,
Pressed by the winds of Space,
And in the wild, crazy race,
Still is alive the face read more »

Ray of sunshine
When she smiles
Energetic
Sunflower read more »

The great Chicago Fire
Happened long before
Morrison started paying any attention
To the blood all in the streets of the city read more »

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We are ground, but no more grounded
In our family affairs:
What is found, is so confounded
That no Sausage longer cares read more »

Driving that blue Volvo
Parked strategically in a free spot
Escorting me through Chicago streets
Adept at the social nightlife scene read more »