Ackee Poems - Poems about Ackee

...I watch it grow from a plant into a tree, I watch it grow to rescue you and me, I water it with my sweat and nurture it with my breath and in the early morning I absorb its substance in my knee. ......

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...Taboo I can't keep my eyes off Your rosy peach complexion Just hanging in the warm Haitian breeze... So close but firmly shut. Guarded by your spiky skin As if to say wait for you to ripe......

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...There is no place like home I represent the black, green and gold. Out of many, we are one people, driven to succeed Global excellence is our only mission to achieve. Reggae and danceha......

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...they supped on Bjurholm drank Kumis dined on haggis and rubbed down with sassafras oil some made dessert from ackee fruit and had puffer fish and shark fin soup what word of satan they spoke......

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...I love food. Sometimes a little much! Food for Thought By Jan Beaumont ©? Each country has food that they're known for Their own local dish you might say Some are delicious and some a bit ......

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...Adjusting Appetizing Palates. I have sampled the variety, I am the one who has tasted life; The one who has had a taste of life. Rarely indulged in the main course- Seldom a full meal- I come h......

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...THOUGHTS OF A JAMAICAN CHRISTMAS I remember Christmas of yesteryear Of John Canoe dancing with fife and drum Horsehead would approach, it was scary but fun And Scrippy scrappy looked like a rea......

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...One cold red stripe Gi mi a white rum with a twist of lime Wi celebrating Jamaica at 55 Miss Matti pass the jerk chicken and festival don't forget to put the ackee and saltfish pan the side ......

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...Little Island of Jamaica, birth place of Reggae Always jolly, on a sunny day Rastafari is the place where it all started 1948 on the Empire Wind rush most departed Ackee & salt fish is the nation......

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...Her eye balls gleam as bright night light Her brow hairs, blinking black as ackee seed Sag upon themselves And the two curve as crescent of half moon I mesmerize whenever she grins And I wonder,......

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...Herbert is down the block At his hang-out spot But when dusk falls, he will Climb home-made stairs To his sanctuary And stars above will shine. At the spot, you'll see white cups that kiss ......

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...Here we hid when we heard A knock strongly---a sudden clattered upon the ground Everyone indoor shrieked, trembled Out... out..... we heard They separated males from females Sans bother......

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...I am. by Richard V Fraser Who am I? I am the mix of African maroon, Scottish, Irish, German,English, Chinese and Indian I am the flavour in the Jerk, the curry, the roast yam, the ackee a......

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...I am. by Richard V Fraser Who am I, I am Jamaican I am the mix of African maroon, Scottish, Irish, German,English, Chinese and Indian I am the flavour in the Jerk, the curry, the roast ya......

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...I am. by Richard V Fraser Who am I, I am Jamaican I am the mix of African maroon, Scottish, Irish, German,English, Chinese and Indian I am the flavour in the Jerk, the curry, the roast ya......

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