Poems About: CHICAGO

Poetry magazines are a lot of poo
They send your poems back to you
With little notes and friendly words
As a poet you`re a wordless nerd read more »

How quaint, Molly-Coddle
never comes in here,
she's perceived things
that aren't. read more »

Out on the lake
the whitecaps leap,
old lions shot in midair.
Not far from the water read more »

A new morning arrives but I can't see the sun rise.
All I see is the darken clouds in my light-less skies.
Heavy rain pours down from the clouds on my worn surface
Lighten strike thunder roars another hard hit to embrace read more »

'Twas on a pleasant eve in May.
Just as the sun shed its last ray,
The bell it rang, citizens to warn,
For lo ! a fire appears in barn. read more »

I walked down jazz alleys rolling cigarettes
and a head filled with typewriter dreams,
silently praying to sidewalk Gods
for the inhaling of coconut rum, read more »

superpower arrogance
self aggrandized
American egodacity read more »

A pretty black girl in Chicago takes a stray bullet to the back,
another Mother standing beside a dark grave, while white America arms.
A black boy shot in the face getting groceries for his waiting Mom,
a congress so dumb white blind, they can't see this as wrong! read more »

i send her
and electronic
mail (110 volt,50Hz, american standard) read more »

sa fait
long temps
que
je read more »

let us say, Goliath, finally realized that he
really loves Bathsheba who is now in Chicago finally taking care of the old woman.
Bathsheba sent the rumor that she is now living-in with somebody
and that is the end of their marriage. read more »

My honey, baby, darling dear,
You claimed to love me
But how is it
That you cheated on me read more »