Poems About the City Published by Members Recently Online
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
16th Apr 2025 00:32am
16th Apr 2025 00:32am
Mardi Gras Dreamer
Mardi Gras Dreamer
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
#city
#dreams
#holiday
#love
#romantic
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2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
16th Apr 2025 00:32am
16th Apr 2025 00:32am
Mardi Gras Dreamer
Mardi Gras Dreamer
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
#city
#dreams
#holiday
#love
#romantic
76 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
16th Apr 2025 00:32am
16th Apr 2025 00:32am
Mardi Gras Dreamer
Mardi Gras Dreamer
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
#city
#dreams
#holiday
#love
#romantic
76 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
16th Apr 2025 00:32am
16th Apr 2025 00:32am
Mardi Gras Dreamer
Mardi Gras Dreamer
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
#city
#dreams
#holiday
#love
#romantic
76 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
16th Apr 2025 00:32am
16th Apr 2025 00:32am
Mardi Gras Dreamer
Mardi Gras Dreamer
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
#city
#dreams
#holiday
#love
#romantic
76 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
4th Mar 2023 2:27pm
4th Mar 2023 2:27pm
People are Not What they Used to Be ( Humor Sorta )
People have always sucked
But now worse than ever
Simple manners vanished
Why ?
Too busy texting walking down the street
I could have told you to look out for that dog shit
You wouldn't have heard me
Too busy
Now busier scraping shit off your shoes
Hope you have a lot of grooves on the sole
That will keep you busy for awhile
Off your frigging phone
Some people say I have a bad attitude
I say nothing that a cheap bottle of vodka and a blow job won't cure
I also say go fuck yourself
I...
But now worse than ever
Simple manners vanished
Why ?
Too busy texting walking down the street
I could have told you to look out for that dog shit
You wouldn't have heard me
Too busy
Now busier scraping shit off your shoes
Hope you have a lot of grooves on the sole
That will keep you busy for awhile
Off your frigging phone
Some people say I have a bad attitude
I say nothing that a cheap bottle of vodka and a blow job won't cure
I also say go fuck yourself
I...
#anger
#city
#TruthOfLife
#CallToAction
#StreamOfConsciousness
459 reads
40 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
4th Mar 2023 2:27pm
4th Mar 2023 2:27pm
People are Not What they Used to Be ( Humor Sorta )
People have always sucked
But now worse than ever
Simple manners vanished
Why ?
Too busy texting walking down the street
I could have told you to look out for that dog shit
You wouldn't have heard me
Too busy
Now busier scraping shit off your shoes
Hope you have a lot of grooves on the sole
That will keep you busy for awhile
Off your frigging phone
Some people say I have a bad attitude
I say nothing that a cheap bottle of vodka and a blow job won't cure
I also say go fuck yourself
I...
But now worse than ever
Simple manners vanished
Why ?
Too busy texting walking down the street
I could have told you to look out for that dog shit
You wouldn't have heard me
Too busy
Now busier scraping shit off your shoes
Hope you have a lot of grooves on the sole
That will keep you busy for awhile
Off your frigging phone
Some people say I have a bad attitude
I say nothing that a cheap bottle of vodka and a blow job won't cure
I also say go fuck yourself
I...
#anger
#city
#TruthOfLife
#CallToAction
#StreamOfConsciousness
459 reads
40 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
4th Mar 2023 2:27pm
4th Mar 2023 2:27pm
People are Not What they Used to Be ( Humor Sorta )
People have always sucked
But now worse than ever
Simple manners vanished
Why ?
Too busy texting walking down the street
I could have told you to look out for that dog shit
You wouldn't have heard me
Too busy
Now busier scraping shit off your shoes
Hope you have a lot of grooves on the sole
That will keep you busy for awhile
Off your frigging phone
Some people say I have a bad attitude
I say nothing that a cheap bottle of vodka and a blow job won't cure
I also say go fuck yourself
I...
But now worse than ever
Simple manners vanished
Why ?
Too busy texting walking down the street
I could have told you to look out for that dog shit
You wouldn't have heard me
Too busy
Now busier scraping shit off your shoes
Hope you have a lot of grooves on the sole
That will keep you busy for awhile
Off your frigging phone
Some people say I have a bad attitude
I say nothing that a cheap bottle of vodka and a blow job won't cure
I also say go fuck yourself
I...
#anger
#city
#TruthOfLife
#CallToAction
#StreamOfConsciousness
459 reads
40 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
4th Mar 2023 2:27pm
4th Mar 2023 2:27pm
People are Not What they Used to Be ( Humor Sorta )
People have always sucked
But now worse than ever
Simple manners vanished
Why ?
Too busy texting walking down the street
I could have told you to look out for that dog shit
You wouldn't have heard me
Too busy
Now busier scraping shit off your shoes
Hope you have a lot of grooves on the sole
That will keep you busy for awhile
Off your frigging phone
Some people say I have a bad attitude
I say nothing that a cheap bottle of vodka and a blow job won't cure
I also say go fuck yourself
I...
But now worse than ever
Simple manners vanished
Why ?
Too busy texting walking down the street
I could have told you to look out for that dog shit
You wouldn't have heard me
Too busy
Now busier scraping shit off your shoes
Hope you have a lot of grooves on the sole
That will keep you busy for awhile
Off your frigging phone
Some people say I have a bad attitude
I say nothing that a cheap bottle of vodka and a blow job won't cure
I also say go fuck yourself
I...
#anger
#city
#TruthOfLife
#CallToAction
#StreamOfConsciousness
459 reads
40 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
4th Mar 2023 2:27pm
4th Mar 2023 2:27pm
People are Not What they Used to Be ( Humor Sorta )
People have always sucked
But now worse than ever
Simple manners vanished
Why ?
Too busy texting walking down the street
I could have told you to look out for that dog shit
You wouldn't have heard me
Too busy
Now busier scraping shit off your shoes
Hope you have a lot of grooves on the sole
That will keep you busy for awhile
Off your frigging phone
Some people say I have a bad attitude
I say nothing that a cheap bottle of vodka and a blow job won't cure
I also say go fuck yourself
I...
But now worse than ever
Simple manners vanished
Why ?
Too busy texting walking down the street
I could have told you to look out for that dog shit
You wouldn't have heard me
Too busy
Now busier scraping shit off your shoes
Hope you have a lot of grooves on the sole
That will keep you busy for awhile
Off your frigging phone
Some people say I have a bad attitude
I say nothing that a cheap bottle of vodka and a blow job won't cure
I also say go fuck yourself
I...
#anger
#city
#TruthOfLife
#CallToAction
#StreamOfConsciousness
459 reads
40 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
22nd May 2022 8:16am
22nd May 2022 8:16am
The International
We live in the age of the dimming wit
Where hearth holy flames of domestic bliss
Are all too often...algorithmically split
In consternation to the neutral Swiss
Who every day display the peaceful way
To model behavior for all to see
(Whether you are straight or savagely gay)
When Geneva is on a convention spree;
Where chocolate is great and the wine first rate
On every hotel floor diplomatic...
With official Red Cross cookies of state
By pastry chefs...ably programmatic,
And the coffee cups are all heaped with foam
Perking...
Where hearth holy flames of domestic bliss
Are all too often...algorithmically split
In consternation to the neutral Swiss
Who every day display the peaceful way
To model behavior for all to see
(Whether you are straight or savagely gay)
When Geneva is on a convention spree;
Where chocolate is great and the wine first rate
On every hotel floor diplomatic...
With official Red Cross cookies of state
By pastry chefs...ably programmatic,
And the coffee cups are all heaped with foam
Perking...
#city
#earth
#utopia
#redemption
#philosophical
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
22nd May 2022 8:16am
22nd May 2022 8:16am
The International
We live in the age of the dimming wit
Where hearth holy flames of domestic bliss
Are all too often...algorithmically split
In consternation to the neutral Swiss
Who every day display the peaceful way
To model behavior for all to see
(Whether you are straight or savagely gay)
When Geneva is on a convention spree;
Where chocolate is great and the wine first rate
On every hotel floor diplomatic...
With official Red Cross cookies of state
By pastry chefs...ably programmatic,
And the coffee cups are all heaped with foam
Perking...
Where hearth holy flames of domestic bliss
Are all too often...algorithmically split
In consternation to the neutral Swiss
Who every day display the peaceful way
To model behavior for all to see
(Whether you are straight or savagely gay)
When Geneva is on a convention spree;
Where chocolate is great and the wine first rate
On every hotel floor diplomatic...
With official Red Cross cookies of state
By pastry chefs...ably programmatic,
And the coffee cups are all heaped with foam
Perking...
#city
#earth
#utopia
#redemption
#philosophical
290 reads
0 Comments
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