Best Collards Poems

Socialites

those was good days.
sneakin' out the bedroom window
tryin' harder not to wrinkle our frocks
than not to wake momma

runnin' down the dusty road
with pointy-toe pumps in...

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The Supper Table
by D.A. Brooks

Steam rising, sifting through
   The kitchen air that we once knew.
Collards, peas and sweet iced tea,
   Hoping...

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It's hard to find good collard greens
Where I live in New York.
You'll rarely find them hanging
Off a New York restaurant fork.

But I'm in Carolina now
So...

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Is there room to care for the penultimate?
Can't decide if the space can satisfy two collard greens.  
One oblivious cabbage... one who has desperately...

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we need to eat veggies
cruciferous cabbage cauliflower
brocoli brussel sprouts
collards kale kohlrabi
cancer away
we need to excrete then
anger wrath hatred
jealousy judgement gossip
cancer away
we need to eat 
beet...

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A holiday that's not the same
Grandma and grandpa held the family together
The family is scattered 
Nobody call each other
12 siblings but yet so distant

No more...

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Soul Food
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Green is the grass that grows in spring
The new leaves of the trees
And of course emeralds are green too…

What a lovely bounty this rustic scene
In...

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Baked turkey and sweet cornbread
Dressing with gravy
Seven cheese macaroni
Collards and green beans
Real cranberry sauce
Take home plates
Yum!

Red velvet cake with pecans
Sweet potato pie
Custards in aluminum
Moist coconut...

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Ice cream and water
Why, even bother
Cinnamon peanut, butter
Fresh churn collards
what is the purpose of man
Cooking in saucepans
On the stoves and. . .
candy under the iron
flavored...

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PARTENZA REPRESA
POETRY
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THE BIRDS IN MY GARDEN
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The birds in my garden, seasons decide.
Seasons decide. Hardened species abide,
Species abide, like sparrows, all seasons.
All seasons why? My alarm,...

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I remember me and my cousins 
running on the hot paved streets
Of Chicago
In mid summer
to the candy lady 
to buy 
a .25 cent frozen cup

Grandmama...

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Him. From my past, occupying my present. 
I am lured by his essence - I mean like the presence of him brings me an ooey...

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I got wed in twenty-two.
Took this place with mortgage, new.

Built a fence around my land,
plowed that grass with my own bare hands.

Planted collards, corn and...

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