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Burlington Poems - Poems about Burlington


God Is Not Lost, You Are
...I’ve heard people say they “Found God” You didn’t find God, because God was never lost You say, you lost your wallet or your keys… You didn’t lose your keys, you misplaced your keys God is NOT ......

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Categories: burlington, blessing, change, god, lost,
Form: Narrative
Senator Has Been Bernie
...Senator Has Been Bernie Sanders There is a senator who has been Bernie; Who ended up going on a long journey, And about lady, Something shady; For wife would have to hire an attorney. Jim H......

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Categories: burlington, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick



Premium Member Happy Holiday -- Happy Memorial Day
...Mister Everett Wheeler Cartwright came from Burlington Vermont All the way to Massachusetts---quite a healthy jaunt Didn't really understand the cause the Union fought so hard for Freedom from K......

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Categories: burlington, death, freedom, grief, remembrance
Form: Rhyme
The Present Looms
...Time is speeding out of control as life is slowing down The minutes of my memory lost hours going round My eyelids close, the past on fire last vestige still to find One image flash......

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Categories: burlington, time,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Storms
...I am sitting up tonight waiting on the rain. A freight train is supposed to blow through around 2 a.m. Burlington Northern heading out of this world. There’s trouble busing in from out of the stat......

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Categories: burlington, depression, hope, lost love,
Form: Narrative



New Jersey
...What does it mean to me New Jersey It means smell and warmth iI……. oops wrong sort of Jersey Here we go start again ……. Was the home of the Lenape Indians Till the Dutch and Swedes came their way F......

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Categories: burlington, places, home, home,
Form: Rhyme
It's Springtime In the Air
...It 's springtime in the air Flowers are popping up everywhere Nature is waking From winter's hibernation Rivers are flowing As the last of the snow Is going This knowing, I rejoice! Birds ar......

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Categories: burlington, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Where Do I Sign?
...I my visions— i miss them. II the summer i was 18, i thought i could be a poet. sleep till noon, at night, at midnight, in Gage Park, a divine place of youth. III July, the cicadas......

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Categories: burlington, on writing and words,
Form: Blank verse

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