Best Immigrated Poems

FOR PROLIFERATION OF THE IMMIGRATED SOUL

There are those people who would not leave their country no matter how the trouble comes.
There are those people who...

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Overweight Terrier:
   Porky
   Yorkie
Un-cool Terrier:
   Dorky
   Yorkie

Spaniel dog breeder:
   Cocker
   Stocker
Parrot who mimics...

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Life was harsh for me
very harsh from the beginning, in the little village in Greece.
We hardly had anything to eat because everything was
destroyed by WW2...

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Here, I am...
Retired,
Happy,
Sitting on the relaxing throne of my age,
Reminiscing what I went through in life.
A mere spectator I have now become,
Observing in silence the...

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The smell of fresh flowers in the courtyard and 
the sound of drum beats in the people's hearts brought 
children to the school...

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Dachshund headgear:
    Weenie
    Beenie

Frankfurter for a Dachshund:
    Weenie
    Weenie

Grouchy Dachshund:
   ...

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Here we go, 
        so far from in the know.
How did these candidates get chosen,
  	funded by...

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In the spring of 1880 young Clifford Griffin immigrated from England to Colorado.
The death of his fiancee left him bereft and he was searchin' for...

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A nation with the southernmost capital in the globe
whose identity has constantly been bullied
by the global acknowledgement of a larger one.
A place where economic empowerment...

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“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...

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In my little village, Nkporo,
We celebrate the Iza Afa Festival
And the Most Magnificent Igboto Nma Festival.
The two are more than four hundred years old,
Our forebears...

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Seven hundred and fifty millimeters between worlds-
Confined on one side,
the enormity of the ocean, 
a contradiction to the sand on which it sits; 
artificiality’s extravagance...

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The wind comes blowing through the wood,
And Winter comes a-calling.
The trees give up their last few leaves,
The first snow flakes start falling.

The open, barren branches,
Now...

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A Horse and ale 

The brewery had many horses to carry crates of beer
around to small shops and each horse and its driver was assigned...

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On a cold, wintry Christmas night
bright light on a manger shone
to fall softly upon a mother mild
cradling her little baby child.

Three wise men followed the...

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