Best Guavas Poems

In August school holidays rain or sun
Cattley guavas are ready in upland
We trek and pick until we are full
But one who doesn’t may be a...

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Summer dances in the hills
dressed in colors of the fields
golden braids sunlit skin
velvet gown aquamarine
veil of flowers lilac pink
saffron diamonds ruby ring 
on her hair...

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seven sisters peck the round red guavas into hanging crescent shades




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Every morning and evening, I happen to watch parrots, 
A pandemonium always adorns my guava tree;
Each parrot seems unique, having its very quaint merits,
Like angelic...

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I take look at my life
I could see the green pastures
Which are like garden of Eden
They are full of fruit
colorful fruit
I could see the oranges
mangoes...

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My owners call me horse
You'd think I was barnyard watch dog
Fancy that. My spot beneath a shaded guava tree
Face rustic oversize shack with wide veranda
Where...

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Now Ms Dietrich, 
I have to give a response,
To your poem on behalf of fruit lovers, thus;
Of fruits we will disagree
I love then for breakfast,...

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Life is too short

I take look at my life
I could see the green pastures
Which are like garden of Eden
They are full of fruit
colorful fruit
I could...

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I pity it’s becoming a very rare sight
Colourful birds in peaceful flight
Why then Nature must bear the brunt
While spoilers claim to be innocent

How are the...

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Adam Actually Aced An Awesome Adventure
Bradley Boldly Baked Bad Beef
Christopher Canned Cut Cold Cuts
David Dunked Darla Dimple
Evan Ecstatically Escaped Every Eagle
Franklin Flipped Fat Franks
Gary Gerrickson...

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Entertainment in My Youth
By Franklin Price
revised and reformatted  to poetic prose
(an experiment for me)
5/28/2017

Entertainment came quite easy, I could do it for myself. The...

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Desire and lust
Spread everywhere
As if sand of a desert.

Climbing up a slippery tree
A naughty boy lucks green guavas.

Standing before a mirror
An impotent colors his white...

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the city is ugly dark filthy
how can I get my father?
he is lost my mom says
she gave me birth at 14
I am hungry cold, pie...

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I vividly recall those days
When childhood ruled my world
Going over to friend’s houses
Climbing on trees; hidden in leaves
Sneaking ripe guavas in our pockets
And then running...

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I miss home,
Home where am cordially welcome,
I miss the best treats,
Treats like that of a king,
Ooh Mama,am coming home soon.

The roasted giraffe meat,
The boiled duck...

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