Dolores Poems - Poems about Dolores

Dolores VOICED NOT A WOMAN OF SORROW DAUGHTER OF REJOICE- Delores, daughter humanity the world of Sorrows. Spanish named and is a form of Dolores. Named of a time Generations of pain, of sorrow Father sought to gift you voice Within Himself cause you to rejoice Yet blessed, in the Fathers arms Only humanity “dolor” A righteous God, a loving Father Choice chosen His daughter...

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Anti-Poem – “At The Hollywood Plaza With Eddie And Dolores” (Poet’s Instruction – Kindly play “You Can’t Be True, Dear,” by Ken Griffin, 1946, while reading). she be smelling mighty good my dolores she be my mexican chick from silver lake man her deep brown eyes hypnotize me her momma say she like me and my ford I be driving a...

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A popular priest in 1810, Spanish rule he spoke against those who had overthrown the Spanish Viceroy José de Iturrigaray A speech calling upon the people to protect in angst Their King Ferdinand VII was held captive El Rey Hidalgo rung the bell on the morning of the 16th of September He took to the pulpit in the town of...

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AKA the saint from Arichat Devoted wife to Johnny Beloved mother and grand-mother Kindness exuding from every pore A smile and kind word for everyone Lover of family reunions Any reason for a card game or party Prize-winning baker of pies galore Apple, date, blueberry, custard Raisin, strawberry, lemon meringue Date cookies and tea biscuits Homemade bread and buns Even made the best baked beans Last rites...

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Her voice, it touched me with all it enclosed, giving me feelings and memories I will never lose. Her voice, a veil behind which lay so much more, hidden in darkness as the sunrise illuminated the shore. Her voice, it navigated her ascent as she rose, as her essence both shattered and grew. Her voice, it spread, casting a shadow...

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I feel empty and I don't want to accept the vanishing voices of my youth I feel regret and I apologize that maybe I didn't listen to Tomorrow like I listened to I can't be with you the daffodils wilt does anyone care? now we have left it too late to say we liked to see you standing...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 3 Dolores Huerta by T. Wignesan 3. Dolores Huerta aucun coq n’y annonce la reveille: les étudiants et les dirigeants des travailleurs font partie du piquet de grève contre les Wine Brothers: les bourrasques collent contre les pancartes de grève les jeans trempés les bleues de travail réfléchissant: à Los Altos ils chantent...

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Kelly closed her eyes in the mist of dawn When she opened petals the fawn had gone ...

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"Hide all the babies and board up the windows" "I am telling you, grab everything and run" "You can feel her, like a storm that you have never seen before"" "Like a hurricane, that is how she blows" "The Devil's right hand, meaner than anything under the Sun" "Watch all the side and nail up the back door" "A tornado, a...

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