Sonnet Immigration Poems

SUGAR-DADDY
BY QUAZI JOHIRUL ISLAM

On the subway a white sugar-daddy
Whispers to a brown girl, you stay with me
I will pay your rent and bills, tuition fee
Don’t...

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Someone seemed to have invented a whiter shade of pale,
there was a mindset - I won't do it in case I might fail;
the paleface thought...

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Love letter to the American Dream

Time has not been kind to the Giantess

Of American fame. With dreams they come

Attracted to the bright beacon promise,

Only to...

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Mother of Cowards
by Michael R. Burch aka "The Loyal Opposition"

So unlike the brazen giant of Greek fame
With conquering limbs astride from land to land,
Spread-eagled, showering...

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20 years ago, I attempted this "sonnet" (c) Deo

Ebullient, animated anticipation
That delicious delay as I await the words
Precious and precise cascades of persuasion
In reference, refrain,...

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Your eyes say there's a room for everyone
I lost my way, welcome me to your shore
Light up your torch, I'm avoiding the sun
Of fear as...

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In reprimand of Donald Janus Tramp
     (the Grand Old Party's best and choicest loser,
who sleazed and promised us he'll “drain the...

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IMMIGRANT GIRL
Remembering this night of our last touch,
when nothing is between us we should know,
in love with loving you, and just how much
I wonder where...

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My Heart beats faster when I touch my Gun
Loch David Crane, 
Border Patrol Auxiliary
26 January  2010

We track illegal aliens in the snow.
It's easy to...

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America is not a Free Buffet
Loch David Crane, M. Ed.
Border Patrol Auxiliary
22 September 2008

America is not a free buffet
for benefit of those from far away.
We...

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This city 
has a spire 
in the middle, 
the needle 
of Ireland's despair, 
cost us money 
and lots of our riches, 
this is our city...

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It is crystal clear and right in front of you.

Mixed and matted in a haze so very clear.

Little spots and little dots are floating near.

They...

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CIL MAOLCHEADAIR   (Kilmalkedar)
On such an Irish spring and drizzle morn,
she wandered through the graveyard, looking for
the Celtic dream from which her past was...

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The hour of darkness covers many men.
They enter foreign soil illegally.
En mass invasion time and time again.
The problem is arithmetically 
impossible to stop. Deportation 
is...

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