Childhood Immigration Poems

The table is old and worn
nicks and scratches 
its red plastic tablecloth left over from a forgotten Christmas
its holiday pattern worn and forlorn
many a Thanksgiving...

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Unlike the Famous Five,
with capers, japes and adventures,
boats and well stocked picnics, we lived
a back street life. With a sock and masking tape ball
and mucky...

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Dear God, this is your old tried and tested friend, Milt,
I’ve always been a friend of your son, Jesus the Christ
You know since childhood I...

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A child pulled from her mother's arms
and placed into a cage.
How could a person seeing this
not feel enormous rage?

Instead, the mother, full of fear
and shocked...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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You honor poets by this day -  this our souls require!
My far-off ancestral fire and I born in indenture (South Africa)
Still learned "NAMASTHE: ...

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A small town looks a dot on the map.
It was my own big little world.
Giggles of children playing together 
weaved a rosary of music and...

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Immigration 

I walked along the old road it was replaced in 1951 by the new road,
Nothing much left, it ends at a stone wall. Yet,...

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As a boy I walked the town, near knowing everyone
The Sun it shone all Summer long I revelled in the fun
With relatives and friends we'd...

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