Jose Poems - Poems about Jose

Jose Mendoza, was a young migrant farmworker, he was harvesting sweet potatoes on Barnes Farming property in Spring Hope, North Carolina on September 5, 2023. The temperature was in the 90's, and Jose began to not feel well. He went to rest on a bus used for worker transportation to the fields, the fields of labor under the unyieldng sun. Jose came to...

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"drying tears of the afflicted, a mystical hound - "the dog of tears."...

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Yes, Jose, this is another love letter from anthroprivileged me to LeftBrain dominant you for multicultural us. I'm still here sinking into my deep blue camp chair with feet resting on a weathered wooden platform for my monastic tent Now folded and masterfully squeezed into its storage bag like a fat green sausage with a thick black fly zipper, secure, awaiting it's next orgasmic coming out to camp and play. And you, warm...

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“Help me, Papa,” little Jose so plaintively said As Deb placed his little body next to mine in bed, He was so sick, and I had done everything I could The vet had said he was coming down to the end Both Deb and I couldn’t bear to do what we should. “Papa, I don’t want to go. Cuddle with...

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An old couple in San Jose get divorced every other day In between they elope with just toothpaste and soap afraid what their parents might say 1/6/22...

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Jose's in the snow Oh don't you know He shovels it out But it still comes back down So he builds snow angels To stave off the danger To keep himself sane And get through the game! Written for a friend - 02/01/21 - 11:30 AM...

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Mountain, so mystical and sacred place Covered by lush forest and grass carpet Where flora and fauna grows abundantly Beneath your skin are vastful minerals and treasures You have formed in millions of years as scientifically estimated by man But you are supernaturally made in just an hour by the Creator You are the source of many riches in the world Home...

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Located in the hot Chilean desert of Atacama Is the San Jose mine that became the focus of drama The miners reported for work, to start their day Totally unaware of what was coming their way. It was August the tenth two thousand and ten When an almighty thunder left them shaken There had been a cave-in, and that was the...

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Hostile tribes lived close to mission. Soldiers' use brought tribes's submission. They saw life's improved condition. Life was sweeter. Sale of mission reaped attrition Day joys fleeter....

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The news reports to say, “No Way, Jose!” With hopes to get hurricane Jose, to go away So, I am now only passing the word along Let’s not see another one with more go wrong So, here we go, to start spreading the word This weather is getting more wild and absurd ...

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José, Edwin, and Josh are ready to claim the crown Best team in baseball, they'll become renowned Onward and upward No stopping this herd Forget the Yanks and Red Sox in their pretty ball gowns...

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No Way Jose' Yes, no way Jose' Can you ever imagine Bill in negligee. Ho ho, Jim Horn...

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Why do I love this awesome team A logo is a start What cooler than a fighting shark The black, orange, blue, and white The players are something to like “It’s Thornton for the goal!!” Assists from Marleu to Pavelski Always ignite the light The chilly rink is exceptional The giant shark on ice The players start by skating through His mouth about to bite No let’s...

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sited down with his head, the chilled lonely table. pen cries lovely piece of solemn lyrics, his head uttered. last sky may be till tomorrow, no more other days. I saw tears fell among dusty floor, a nail stroke my heart. farewell dearly beloved, his first solemn phrase. he dream for shiny beloved land, smiling at the sun. where moon creates...

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Jose, the kid on the corner -- El Macho -- who knows no English and who sells himself to eat (being still not quite dry) slept last night in an alley shielded from wind and eyes by the bulk of two dumpsters positioned at angles to each other. This morning, his smile's as brilliant as sunshine. And if he's not exactly squeaky clean, he's only a...

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