Best Sugarcane Poems

Rain is brewing; 
black clouds hang over the Cockpit Country.
Them rainclouds have a habit of shifting colors like a lizard.
The smell of the pending shower...

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Watered and nurtured in 
a congregation of a large brotherhood
the master is loving and caring
never allowing harm befall us all
or competition from green exploiters trouble...

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Sugarcane Butterflies

Over the tarred road lies a land we seldom search
of whispering winds through sugarcane hills,
spills of sunlight chilled on butterfly wings
carrying me graciously through...

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"America First",
is the worst.
Should not thinking of others,
be your thirst?
Those who are selfish,
end up being cursed!
Soon they'll be last,
instead of first.

Who among you,
prefers guns and...

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Grasshoppers and katydids
Cactus, growing in the sand
Palm trees near the ocean
May-apples in the woodland

Parrots squawking in the jungle
Moss creeping over rotten logs
Luscious ferns filling forests
Huge...

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So slick, so brown, baked and bright
colour and flesh, bordered by voluptuous curves.
You’ve made praises of you beyond a man-made stuff;
on you alone, craft, art...

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The Golden Inkwell


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She lays still upon the night in nakedness
Her body unclothed of scent
She strewn them upon night wind's breast
I gather from the firmanent  
The delicious...

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EMBOLDENING ART

The stone you pelt at a fruit tree causes it immense pain
It still feeds you with smile a delicious sweet fruit
Between sharp blades you...

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Sometimes when the calypso music explodes
Shards of memories glistening with my pain
My heart like a rhumba box sits silent again
Where slow surfs lap granite doors,...

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O to be there again
Little boys dancing for calypso dimes
And the US marines, angelic in white
White rum frolicking in the chapel of their brain
Laughing like...

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Central Village, ah bitter-sweet your love
The golden sunset above
The black smoke of sugarcane burning
And the boy on Twickenham's mead yearning
Sometimes again like flocks of birds...

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If I am his message he is my email id,

If I am his net he is my phone,

If I am his bank balance he is...

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Lacovia road
Here once the bambo trees
Dance like native girls
In native half-nakednesss
And farmers trudge a way
Not so long nor forbidding now
Along the banks where lizards lazed
A...

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At the VFW Post in Buang, Philippines they know Macarthur
Staggering off then
Swaggering back onto
These Philippines Islands and the
 Wail of Hirohito
Drowning in chorus with the...

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"PHOENIX: Bleeding Hearts and Blue Violets”


 

Broken Hearts bleeding red
You lie in white sheets
Turning in the crisp clean pages muddy with
Black Dogs barking in your...

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I stand here looking out across the land
At sun kissed pineapple plants row by row.
Green tops on red earth outwardly expand.

Rich volcanic soil filtered throughout...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Way Down South           
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: June/2014


Growing up
way 
down south 
in
Florida -

was like
a 
fiesta -

We would
go to
the
beach,

swim, run,
and 
play

in 
the white 
sand -

and
soon...

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the quiet of the spring day was broken
by the noise and shouts in the fields
belching smoke the great iron beast 
dropping its sharp blades into...

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   From the Elephant's diary


You find me giantly like Gulliver, huge and obese
but I met my doc, he said take it with ease....
for...

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I'm so smart I can fool myself
but I'm too stupid to figure me out
pull back the curtain remove the doubt
I think therefore, I am over...

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Carefree in leisure time, one blasé tourist, 
almost happy, I once had collected a complicated stone;
after the sunny hours had ended and last opportunity
for keepsakes...

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When I go back to the Islands
And my old friends said that they miss me
I miss me too,
the old me,
The one who had the futuristic...

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The plane took off and
All I could see was the big pendulum clock
Swinging by my time to my new destination
Where I will be spending my...

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Coral and lime stones
You can take the country out of me
However, not the trace of acid lime out of my blood
Growing up on the island...

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