Boulevards Poems - Poems about Boulevards

...Today I went out into the city with my soul turned inside out, like an old coat reversed, And on streets filled with shadows and lights, people looked at me with curious eyes, As if they had glimps......

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...T i m e stops for no one, as searing seconds swerve through seasonal squalls, thawing frost that sleeps upon the necks of onyx roses, where pain is etched in skeletal sins~ across pruned plumes......

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...November, month of bohemian melancholy, when leaves fall like rose petals On empty boulevards, and the wind carries the scent of nostalgia, Some memories settle like a veil on the keys of a forgott......

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...I'll whisk you off to Paris I'll even fly the plane There'll only be one passenger And that one has your name You'll sit right beside me I'll show you how it's done High above the ocean ......

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...Little Yellow Bus First day of school yellow bus stopping at the mailbox, Bouncing down country roads - pausing next to city sidewalks. Nothing seems to stop you not autumn rain nor sleet Mo......

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...When the sky mimics an illusory highway, camouflaged in colors of confusion, crowded with contrasts of chaos, I stand stranded at the crossroads, draped in distorted resolut......

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...____________________________________________________________ My constant curiosity, And my fingers told my age they would......

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...Forget-me-nots share sighs of For-Heaven-sake's, from boulevards to avenues, the streets -- speak. City park use strengthens, as the day lengthens. Doves charming swarms of drakes, tetheri......

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...A sofening touched a light aglow, as a remote trail took a slight bend, Saw nature pray o'er a sheet of snow, twas but a gust of wind, to and fro, I thought 'twas a hoot if I pretend.......

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...Genteel parade cascades in white trimmed linked, though these blues, twenty-meter, inlander also impressive, broad stretched branch, distinct crown more stable. The Blue Jacaranda, has smooth bar......

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...I went to Europe, not knowing what to expect. I saw people, places and things; My visit to Europe was like a fairytale come true. There were palaces,houses,canals, boulevards, and Grand Ce......

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...Thought of her is gallivanting on the boulevards of my brain like a wild river in spring roused by the pouring rain. Thought of her makes me alive everytime my soul wants to surrender. ......

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...the watery tree in between my domestically pale fingers pulls down the strings deep silence of an acoustic guitar is melting can't you resist looking at the haze could you if you ris......

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...Down distance streets distant days obscured Visions of idle things resting in the weeds skeletal Rusted eons have fallen machines dead In their stance flies flicker and dance strange Streets......

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... My dream vacation is to Paris, France, I want to explore the avenues and hidden streets; it is a beautiful city full of charm and history, and at an outdoor café I will have some wine. ......

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