Best Immigrate Poems

Let us immigrate like birds
Looking for homeland
You are a woman
But you are not as all women
You are the homeland
You are a woman from among
 Women of the world
 The world …where is the world? 
The world is a cave.full of nymphs
And you are the nymph...

Continue reading...

Goodness gracious me,
How can it be,
The ant leader
Posted that by decree,
I was a traitor,
And he
Would pass punishment
I could foresee
What was in store
Had to sit and steady my
Nerves with beer shandy.


It was a very hot day,
Thirty-eight degrees centigrade,
We were not by the sea,
But it was easy...

Continue reading...

“There is no life without death.”

Evolutionary indigenous
Nomads were Mongoloid.
Scavengers were Australoid and Caucasoid. 
Barbarians were Congoid and Negroid.
We became civilized but within, nations were lost.
A great division of humankind characterized by our features, we are all a myth of the Mayans.
Genetically distinct we are formed...

Continue reading...

The dark cloud lifted to find ourselves on the global stage
In spite of the stage fright, we united into a fist of courage
The arable land awaits, but instead erodes from our uncertain steps
The endless boycott and protestations, but the rain never drops

We choreograph a new...

Continue reading...

Evacuate, immigrate, 
contravene-covenant 
escape, 

encroachment 
foreign attachment 
intrusive? 

"Independent Culture", 

solidify 
political ignorance-political unrest 
cultural arrogance-social injustice, 

 
social engineering? 

terrorism? 
communism? 
weaponsa? 
corruption 
disease released! 

persecuted religious belief? 
exiled 
dormant hatred 
personality disorder? 
dysfunction? 

pestilence 
inertia 
condemned 

terrestrial inert, powerless? 

indignation 

birth right fundamental...

Continue reading...

Some like to say “give up the ghost”, 
To mean forever abandoning your post. 

The rowdy ones prefer to kick the bucket, 
Though that would surely make a racket. 

Many are said to bite the dust,
When they’re catching the skyward bus. 

A gambler would likely...

Continue reading...

More of Horn Horrendous Haiku

new account create
we found success in our fate
and then celebrate

had been incumbent
of entire government
not sure what they meant

while we had been cursed
scenario which was worst
like a bubble burst

after hard had tried
always let God be my guide
He kept me in stride

errors in...

Continue reading...

To find out how we did arrive
At where we are today,
Review the past, keep it alive,
The truth will come your way.

The immigration laws of old
Were race based bigotry.
Caucasian countries fit our mold
Of white suprmacy.

But countries filled with darker skin
Had no priority,
We would not let too...

Continue reading...

Rhythm created on water tends to kill 
Images of trees and sky reflected in lake 
Still water but, not any more still 
At least not dry or frozen and opaque 

Creating a wonderful picnic spot 
Inviting place for geese to immigrate 
Time to make trips...

Continue reading...

A Farmer’s Plight
The field is ready
The work is done
Toiling in the soil
Under the sun.
 We wait now for the monsoon rain
To end our hunger and our pain.
Loans, in part will be paid
When we harvest our toils, we laid.

“I the landlord tell you so
That which you...

Continue reading...

We all are alone 

The hardest time that I remeber
was lonliness and fear to bear
if Child or Teen or Adultman
the pain was hard to care..

Then my decision was the croud
I jumped and drank a little loud.
But suddenly the pain was back
The fear and lonlines oh...

Continue reading...

He begins
commenting on Chuang-tse
who was commenting on Laotse's
"Exalt not the wise
So that the people shall not scheme [win v lose]
and contend [in partisan debate];"

Wait, am I in the wrong place
or the wrong day
and or time?
The title drawing me here
and now
is "The Prophetic Function of Trumpism"

Exalt...

Continue reading...

The Failed Revolution 


In my childhood`s town, there was on top of a five-story building a neon sign “Jesus Saves,” I asked the mother what Jesus saves. 
Souls, she said, without looking up, she was reading
the communist manifesto at the time, dreaming of the day...

Continue reading...

The pastel shade of blue
that comes with summer,
Scratched with white for effect.
The scorching face that shines down
reclaiming its power within season.
It cooks the earth and a variety
of scents swarm the thinning air.
The glass attempts and fails to restrain it.
Mood lifts and days pro-longed
beyond belief. Crimson...

Continue reading...

The fires rage thought out the bush
yet still we do not listen
The ozone layers depleted
rising heat in play 

Teach the people saving 
teach a better way
create a solar planet
clean air now everyday

Venice it is sinking the
ice caps melt away
the ocean, it is rising 
some Islands...

Continue reading...