Poems About: CHICAGO

Laughter,
Brightness,
A joyous smile!
Movement, read more »

They are parted by the ocean and he has not seen her for some while
And poor lovesick John feels lonely and he pines for Mary Doyle
And he never will forget her with blue eyes and raven hair
And he constantly dream of her she has got him in love's snare read more »

Here in Chicago I sit
in the sun of an Indian Summer
high on the Water Tower waiting,
chapped hands in a visor read more »

I watched the Chicago skyline
Become bright at the height of twilight
On a rooftop twenty-nine flights
I felt the daily fight read more »

Into the blue river hills
The red sun runners go
And the long sand changes
And to-day is a goner read more »

Chicago is a city that never sleeps
From parties to clubs to talk shows and make over’s
Wake up to the sound of a bird that peeps
To men that acts like a 4 leaf clover. read more »

I sit on the Water Tower waiting
chapped hands in a visor over my eyes
looking toward Durham read more »

Chicago train station, midst their porcelain tunnels
You would hear this young voice cry.
' Shine! ', 'Fifty cents! '
As daily commuters rushing home would pass on by. read more »

Chicago
this other
Paris read more »

Your violet eyes, your black hair flying in the wind. I glance out the window and see the highway we're on. I wonder when we'll get there. to the city I've choosen to stay for college.

You spoke to me, saying we'll be there soon. You hold my hand on the seat of your truck. The truck you'll be selling, for a motorcycle. i smile, remembering how excited he was when he told me. read more »

Blithe humour yearns for
Pridian vagaries before now,
Trusting the mooring of able
Ships on clear waters of read more »

LA to Chicago
eight state snake
the road not traveled
any more read more »