Barrio Poems - Poems about Barrio

...Like nomad soul, he flew away Looking for a fine place to stay A deck of cards, full of aces He searched gold in far flung places His great nickname means "rattan bag" He's a packer, moved ......

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...He has no poetic garden to gaze upon no outside to the inside of this room Soft breaths of brothers 1, 2 and 3 like the breeze on the asphalt playground of his tiny school, one mile away. No l......

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...MANLY TROUSERS PRESSED INTO EJACTULATING SPATS THIS man of god large belly and buttons with a big gollywog voice \his madness of conviction for personal interpretation //behind psychosis and need for......

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...Domingo sitting in his chair on the walk day after day he's seen many days years decades Teeth like a half eaten ear of corn or an old halloween pumpkin but with a smile just as large Look......

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...No one laughs as loudly or as exuberantly as a child from the ghetto or the barrio. I know, for I have worked with children from a ghetto for six years, and from a barrio for five. They have le......

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...i woke hard ly notic ing that she she is nude modeling i am crudely drawing her figure with words refreshing my page on my computer on my paper erasing distasteful mistakes taking ......

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...Moonlight tango It was a Saturday night, in Buenos Aires, 10:30pm, to be exact. It was a hot summers night, and you could see, and feel, the steam rising from the cobblestone street, here in La Bo......

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...Sleepless, half-naked and thirsty beside the river, under constant moonlight, waiting to feel the final impact of the Sun. I am locked up, dents on red knuckles, tears betraying a fear......

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...In Cities in Flight transformations are chronicled over generations. It can make us cry out for the genius occurring now and in our past. How the unseen, unknown participant was made k......

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...The Day After, Day after day, I pray for our Father to give this demon peace Adam, I want you to know he does not bother me so, his rage is his own, not mine, ---tormented by a word, he plaster......

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...Oh If Double You What can you do? Your salary is coming Time to pay the due You're away from home In a country not your own Sacrifices are done Just ......

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...Growing up poor and Chicano in the barrio parents working in the fields is all we know. They tell us to go to school and learn all we can, get educated and create a life master plan. Knowledge an......

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...See problems they no worry Timothy He was raised by his Great Grandmother One day she taught him Miho you can make life beautiful or ugly Work hard, find a woman who has a strong back Beauty fades it......

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...Alguien marque el nueve once pues mi corazón a recibido una sobre dosis de un amor adulterado que ahora lo ha dejado más atarantado que un balabarista en un alambrado valgame Dios pues fue una simpl......

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...Once I found a snail Slowly moving with its shell Along the shores of Bacsil White sand dunes hills. Then suddenly the snail Went out of its shell hollow To look for a hole But not let it in......

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