Columbia Poems - Poems about Columbia

Kathy Boudin thought the U.S. beyond repair, She thought she saw the deep reality, and it was unfair. From SDS to the Weather Underground, She dived deep in Marxism, plain sense no longer found. A bomb went off, unintended, by chance, Meant to shatter lives at a soldier's dance. Kathy didn't learn from that gory scene, She fled intact, still in...

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Remember when we believed a NYC street block was too far? 50th, 51st, 52nd, and so on... well, state boundaries stack those blocks, and now there are thousands, maybe millions, blocking. My preschool days taught me how to stack the reds, the blues, and the greens of building blocks but when I would finish, they...

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Visit my soul Great River of the West. Come touch my heart with your absolute truth, Pausing for no one on your ocean’s quest. You teach to forgive; now I, in turn blest In wisdom of age. My fears you reduce. Visit my soul Great River of the West. You nurtured mankind. Suckling your breast, Any and all, on your...

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Loaded up and gassed Got a four-day pass Ramblin' in the Rockies ...Coquihalla holiday Crested o’er the pass Hope the brakes’ll last Needle Peak behind me ...Coquihalla holiday Driver’s turnin’ pale Down the Devil’s Tail To Othello. It's a mother. ...Coquihalla holiday Evening shadows fade Running down grade Almost got it made ...Coquihalla holiday Morning shining in Y’oughta see my grin It’s heaven past eleven ...Coquihalla holiday Appaloosa pony A meadow in the morning Nickers at...

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fo'c·'sle /'fohksel/ noun deriv: forecastle 1. the forward part of a ship below the deck, traditionally used as the crew's living quarters. 2. historical: a raised deck at the front of a ship. With the equinox illuminating a...

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Ilchee, the "Moon Girl". She paddled her own canoe ~ Bronze gaze, heart of steel. Featured: Poetry Soup homepage. Week of 12/10/23 blogsview/4848702/ilchee--moon-girl-gazing---waterfront-renaissance-trail--vancouver-wa...

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The Long House Precontact Our sky is incense Pause beneath our nation’s smoke ...

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B is for Beautiful British Columbia R is for the Radiance of my Province I is for the Inspiring people in my Province T is for the Talents in my Province I is for the interests people in my Province have S is for the Strength people in my Province Have H is for the Hope...

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As they traveled across the clear blue sky At 16 minutes they said goodbye Our loving God our sovereign King Call them home to be with him Now with Jesus the seven walk They smile they rejoice They touch his face They dwell with him in heavenly peace At 16 minutes they said goodbye And looked into the Fathers eyes Yet in a...

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When chilled Carolina winds blow, pecans discarded on ground below, a thousand eyes are peering down, on every branch a shattered crown. Pine boughs clash in windy creak, woodpeckers juicy worms do seek, red-tails prowl for their errant prey while lazy cats sleep day away. Cooling temps and barbeque grills, Cocky cheering garnet-black thrills, College kids jam the local joints, But it’s getting scary in Five...

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COLUMBIA 2003 The seven gaze into the azure haze: In their prism-sky the heavens seem opening. All are happy, “We’re going home at last.” 40 miles to Dallas. 1000 to the Cape. But an infinite distance for these seven, Glad to see the welcoming arm of ...

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I’M SORRY ABOUT BRITISH COLUMBIA Sorry but I can’t see much nice about BC Us prairie boys like skies blue, not cloudy And our landscapes flatter and taughter Than those wild mountains of ocean water. All those moving waves in English Bay Look to...

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I saw the Columbia rise today Majestic through the skies A fire burning burnt nothing away A wingless bird before my eyes And this ship that bears that name Of the greatest captain who Sailed abraod in Isabella's name To find the ancient for new Perhaps from a static station will see The weary hearts of men yet Longing for a richer pole of sea Unshadowed...

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