Poems About: CHICAGO
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
Was a singer, lost his voice
Was sent by his doctor to
a Sangatarium – a resort
for the improvement of read more »Robert Sheridan
my love for her always boils down to
money, credit and ATM cards, and
trips and vacations,
expensive clothes, and flashy cars read more »RIC S. BASTASA
291.Last Night I Dreamt
Last night I dreamt
that I went to the movies-
Looney Tunes and Merrie Melodies
on the silver screen in the darkness read more »Michael Pruchnicki
292.Vote for Obama!
'Vote Obama! The past is history! Vote Obama! '
Mick applauded as he reached for the drink.
We waited for Mick's acerbic comment on
the heroic figure of our time. read more »Michael Pruchnicki
As soon as I walked in, Kilmartin called out,
'Welcome home, brave Ulysses, from the strife! '
Now I was glad to be back in the neighborhood, read more »Michael Pruchnicki
294..The Mendacity Of Hype
Blowing in from under Daley's shadow, Cook
sponsored by green gas- read more »Cretan Maineiac
295.Feeling Like Mike Hammer
I feel like Mike Hammer after the third or
fourth attack by a gunman in one day, I
feel all fatigued and evil, finding the noise
in my downtown Chicago just too much; read more »Robert Smith
296.What you mean to me
Walking around here and there
Sweet smells of you drift in the air
I never felt this way before
Looking at you I melt to the floor read more »Adam Day
Some of us lost before
the game was even over
like my buddy who took a spill
on his motorcycle in August read more »Charles Lara
298.We May Be Little
We may be little, not to tall,
but the love we share is above all.
To be little is just fine,
if I were tall I'd run, and hide. read more »Velmar Pewee Hale Johnson
299.My Whole Family Is Dysfunctional
I haven’t spoken to my brother in ten years.
His brain was slammed in a car accident,
never got any therapy because dad didn’t believe in it. read more »Michael Philips
300.John Horace Burleson
I won the prize essay at school
Here in the village,
And published a novel before I was twenty-five.
I went to the city for themes and to enrich my art; read more »Edgar Lee Masters