Best Breadfruit Poems

It was a sight that I could not forsee
Ambushed by my own men at morning hour
Hands tight with cord and naked from the waist
A mean...

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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...

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There you are
Red, black, and gold
And in the wind
Your dress uplifted, the tease
Of hungry men appetite
For I have looked up your tree
With jealousy
At birds beaking...

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Saturated with fish fry smells, Bar-B-Cue smoke,
rodeo dust and sounds of deep water blues,
with teasing frothing lace spread on the shore,
Gulf Coast birth breeze blew...

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While Beauty Sleeps


While Beauty sleeps, there are souls upon this earth that have never known her. Many seasons have passed and her eyes are still...

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Step by step, I steadily aged with time and wisdom.
I appreciatively obliged old bones to bow before kindred, king and kingdom.
Thank you mama for cleaning...

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Here’s to all my champions, yes you, this is my thing
You are the yam, cocoa, breadfruit, cornmeal dumpling 
Pumpkin, dasheen, and potato, in my pot...

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I’ve seen black sheep set in Pongola grass

Within pallid seas, differed, 

Like black buttons on a white cotton suit;

Sheep are color blind.

A bee is fine-looking,

But...

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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...

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The cock of day crow over johncrow mountain
Sun come bright
Like Jane and Louise shine eye girl
And light
Just drop from heaven like ripe breadfruit
I pull the...

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EXPATRIATE…
     (Apropos Soon Come)

Heard the chichi budo singing
in the banana walk; heard
the burro braying; and
the mongoose roaming the coop;
smelled the aroma...

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Floating  Market on the River

A Thailand tradition 
Large sun umbrellas 
And boat roofs or hoods
And Asian conical hats
A bucket of cracked brown egg shells...

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spring night owls 

dream i can’t quite wake from

beautiful interlude
spirit grain
rice slippery
pavement warm
gray nights
all bound up 
with what
will she write
tomorrow
ever again

queqeg
in a storm-tossed
journey
trading breadfruit
for wine
bouncing balls
 and
friendship

for short...

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Captain Bligh was his name,
he ruled his ship with an iron cane.
The Bounty was the ship,
sailing to Tahiti, via Cape Horn was the trip.
At Cape...

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POETIZED BABIES

While beauty sleeps, there are souls upon this earth
that have never known her in her full beauty.
Many seasons have passed and her eyes are...

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