My Favorite Tree
Standing slim and trim
in the blistering solar atmosphere
with her crown of pale olive leaves
salsa dancing in the ocean breeze
The soul of her young
offspring of coconuts
with their delicate shells
like the skull of a human corpse
embracing their succulent
liquids of tropical vitamins
the rich taste of our West Indian roots
flowing like water from a river
drowning itself into the ocean
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