Granite Glacial Erratics at Home on a Farm – photo by Jack McConnell
they walked a long way to find sunshine
escaping from frigid hard whiteness
for warm soft embrace of the greensward
old souls of stone who remember creation
immigrants holding their alien dignity
standing their ground against xenophobe
cries of uncomfortable winds with their
freehold convictions of personal liberty
handsome with self-possessed strength
pleased to anchor an everlast change to
traditional notions of peaceful community
Poesy plus Polemics 
This is speaks to my heart; I went through immigration…
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as the son of immigrants – I write on the topic somewhat frequently
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That’s great! I am bothered a lot by what I’ve been reading lately about immigrants/immigration and coming across something positive like your poem sure warms my heart! 😊
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*smile*
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😊
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This is really engaging. I was born in the UK, but with a half-of-everything background. It’s so good to coincide with others that this is an advantage, a strength and a goodness. Even more so in the presence of such beautiful words.
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thank you ever so kindly
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There are those holding sway, in power, looking to be in power also…they should read this. Sadly it is likely they would not understand a word of this magnificent poem that speaks on many levels yet makes one, most important point.
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as the son of immigrants whose native land later became an enemy, this subject is near and dear to my heart
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true for everyone who goes out to looking for their dreams
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well said
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Reblogged this on unstilledheart.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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yw
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