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Windy City Poems - Poems about Windy City


Premium Member 3am In a Windy City
sitting on the corner in a cold and windy city I wrote a little verse I think - more of a ditty It had a subtle lilt to it a bit terse – a bit witty of a troubadour too cold to sing Oh, Lord, it is a pity sitting on the corner 3AM - in a windy city John G. Lawless ©12/9/2021...

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Categories: windy city, city, life, loneliness,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member One Windy City Night
Known to be a windy city, but it was not windy that NIGHT. It seemed the weather and everything was just RIGHT. I was excited about taking her home, and we were all ALONE. It was a perfect place to show we both were STRONG. We both desired and believed we had a good FUTURE, and now was the time...

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Categories: windy city, kiss, romance,
Form: Rhyme



Windy City
The powerful, upward thrust of the skyscrapers The sinewy curves of the lake and the river The throbbing pulse of the trains and the traffic The musky scent of the hot dog carts And the sultry moans of a feral saxophone echoing through the streets. Yes, Chicago! You are a sexy beast!...

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Categories: windy city, chicago,
Form: I do not know?
The Windy City
The Windy city Chicago a city by the Lake Erin A blanket of white and the wind Whistles between sky -scrapers The great city is not what it used to be Now it is like third world place Where bullets whistle through the night Citizens are no longer safe Those who can move out leaving it to The hateful and bloody...

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Categories: windy city, adventure, allegory, allusion, anger,
Form: Sonnet
Dining Out In the Windy City
While dining out, in old Chi town just David and the Mrs Brown peruse the menu, ask what's special the waiter says our turkey pretzel The Mrs makes an awful face but Mr says he'd love to taste how could a salted doughy ring not be a perfectly tasty thing? The ring arrives, with side of fries and Mr can't believe his eyes it's kind...

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Categories: windy city, humor,
Form: Rhyme



The Familiar Phrase, the Windy City
I’ve a vast store of mem’ries about Chicago as I’ve lived there for a couple of years helping out in the parish of many immigrants, especially Mexicans and Puerto Ricans. I’ve made friends and a number of them still continue to correspond by emails; it’s like a treasure-trove of relationships - where friendship makes a big difference. I still remember when I get...

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Categories: windy city, faith, happiness, history, introspection,
Form: Narrative

Book: Reflection on the Important Things