Midwest Poems - Poems about Midwest

snow ice frost icicle January teeth are chattering February also March has been called off this year a new ice age in the Midwest we will not be planting until June...Read the rest...

robin family is annoyed at Spokane’s rainy weather They get a yellow umbrella and stay together Let’s go back to the Midwest says the father, loud. Yes! The wife agrees, looking at a new storm cloud. They huddle together,...Read the rest...

I readily admit I am a country bumpkin But I am no buffoon I am in this to build others up To help others win To raise up my neighbors and my friends We hear about the coastal towns Both east...Read the rest...

The sun rises in a watermelon sky Green leaves welcome the newborn light shivering in the crisp air Watercolor wings amid the blooming blossoms flutter in the breeze The verdant high hills and gentle ravines awaken to the Meadowlark’s chorus in...Read the rest...

Here in my suburban acre of Ohio; I feel the generations, the hungarians, the irish and germans, the dutch, the blacks, the shawnee. We are not a melting pot, we are birds and critters brought here by wild, wild winds. I am...Read the rest...

We accept tornadoes here, expect them, tick them off as they pass by like demon dreidels. Usually they are not a big deal unless they are. Spring culls its little lambs in all sorts of ways. The murder rate in Chicago climbs ever...Read the rest...

Let's go ice skating, like when we were kids! We skated indoors at the Chicago Arena. My leather brown case with peacock satin interior, And gold locks that shined like the morning sun. Those figure skates, polished were my pride and...Read the rest...

The magnolia The frontsman of the spring The pear is jealous...Read the rest...

Dark tornadic skies batten down the Oz hatches twisters by the score...Read the rest...

Jumping Jehoshaphat’s! It is a down home true hillbilly hootenanny! They are jiving and whirling, and the accordion is a twirling! I run to find my square dance dress which no longer buttons. My boobs are hanging...Read the rest...

In the Bible I have pressed a photograph of her and on its back the words she wrote said she'd always remember me on a Greyhound bus I rode down roads that endless seemed through a countryside that never changed and every...Read the rest...

Exit gate C opened up, And the followers flood Turnstiles overcrowding, And fallen ticket stubs A namesake for the estate Just off of 23, On the way to my place In the southern United States We've been distant, More than I envisioned, But I...Read the rest...

Clyde Pucelli was known as The Rembrandt of The Great Midwest! He was an itinerant painter, esteemed as one of the best! With his brushes and well-blended oils he'd render a masterpiece; His fame spread since he specialized...Read the rest...

Tornadoes of the Midwest Quintain (English) a.b.a.b.b Multiple tornadoes touchdown in America’s Heartland Storming in one after another in succession, Hitting so...Read the rest...

she couldn’t get a tan that would make the grade round prom time & so off to the cancer cocoons she went, cooking herself crisp & as orange as barbecued chicken--- after the prom & all of the...Read the rest...