Best Peso Poems

Cinnamon and apple fill the air 

Scent of Gram's famous pie

Warm fire roaring in the hall

Music turned up for all to hear

"Vivo per lei da...

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Naciste en San Jose, California; eres Americana. Mis padres creados en Guanajuato, son Mexicanos. Me crié hablando espanol con música de mariachi y fue inculcada...

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It’s thirteen thousand miles from Boston to
San Diego around  far Cape Horn’s way.
Ship needs to sail to that distant quay.
The Cape is a hard...

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Y entonces aquí estoy -
y aquí en blanco me veo,
mi piel -la nevada de medianoche
donde ya nadie me atraviesa 
con sus huellas, y sus huellas...

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The young boy was pale, 
He walked slowly in the alley 
No. 41.His skeleton hand hold a rusted tin can. 
He was in business,for him...

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A Penny for your thoughts,
or a Quarter for your rhyme?
A Dollar for your compassion,
for a Dime to go back in time.

A Nickel for your honesty,
or...

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Last night
June 10
Jobs done
Going home
Rode the jeepney
Freaking slow
Driver's texting while driving
Arrived about 7 Pm
Went to the computer shop
It was full
To the second shop
Lots of vacant...

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The sow beauty queen’s 
favorite color is money green
The cloven jaw cutie’s
favorite sound is “cha-ching”

Miss Piggy Lips loves how the cash registers
throughout the land constantly...

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Les C. More back from the vay-cay holidays,
giving my poetry peeps
a look-see at an odd Klondike meet




He ain’t nothing but
small potatoes
Trying to live
big-talk lettuce large

His...

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'
..
the 
sweat
of the man 
that plows is
worth a peso
in this fertile
ground
...

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Growing Up Sub-Zero 
looking down at all my childhood hero's 
lifeline crossing borderlines we immigrant we gotta make our peso dinero 
Im growing up in...

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Let me break it down,
ghetto-wise ...
from a penny to a dollar

Intellectual property
is owned by a cosmic entity,
known as God
A heavenly voice from above
has infinity echoed:
Trust...

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The Immigrants

By

Elton Camp

Mexican man, father of three
Feed, clothe them, would he.
But a job is not to be found.
Not in his own hometown.

To the north he...

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flying around in the attic
crashing into the walls
these dark angels never sleep
circle games and bocce balls
old men on sidewalks
blind canes tapping
faucets dripping iron 
ghosts, ghosts
I...

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They argued about the ruble, the kyat, the gold cordoba too
More conversation about lira, Swiss franc, and Moldova Leu.
Discussion soon turned to the rupee, new...

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