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Creole Poems - Poems about Creole


The Big Tuba
The soups and breads were fixed know seemed to have interest In that. One commented that the Chickens used in the soup were as big as geese, naming one kingKong. Garlic and margine was used with Garden herbs to create the croutons. He would be a one man ed gang to complete all the tasks still needed to be done...

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Categories: creole, basketball, culture, dance, film,
Form: Ballad
King Creole
In nineteen thirty five, in the eighth of January His kingship first saw light in Tupelo, Mississippi Under the Capricorn, there he met the sun shining The rising Sagittarius graced the light of his beginning Somewhere in the ghetto, he was raised and learned to sing In the fierceness of the storm, he learned hard...

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Categories: creole, appreciation, history,
Form: Rhyme



Mississippi Masala
Hair as long as the Mississippi River, Eyes as dark as a bayou on a moonless night, kiss as sweet as a honeysuckle flower, and as dangerous as a rattlesnake bite. She's a southern sinful delight. Baptized by fire, she ain't like any other, her kind of lovin' makes the devil run for cover. Dancing in the fire...

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Categories: creole, culture, deep, desire, french,
Form: Rhyme
Creolebourne
The absence of copula, black and white to and fro, Pidgins broke the rules. Yu spik a long tang, ol rul mas stop, Braddah. Into colonial subjugation, Pidgin has no future, stalemate. Falls under freedom of slavery, let's have an interracial, the bukkake of licentia poetica....

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Categories: creole, freedom, tribute,
Form: Etheree
I Am Woman
I am dipped in burnt sage smudged with black skin Choctaw infused in my DNA Creole seasoning the roux in my bloodline I slow simmer for I am daughter of strong warrior Too powerful to give up cause surrender is an unfamiliar name to my lineage My hair kinks just right Bones and muscles designed to balance the world on my back I can birth a generation and feed it plentiful from the...

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Categories: creole, africa, appreciation, beautiful, deep,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Creole Catfish Stew
Chilled white wine A glass for the chef Creole seasonings A meal in a dish A Southern delight Chunks of catfish fillets Corn and lima beans Simmering till sublime Gather around If spicy stew's what you want Help yourself Cayenne pepper Tabasco sauce There’s even a bit of wine left AP: 3rd place 2020 Submitted on October 7, 2018 for contest OCTOBER NO.2 2018 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND and May...

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Categories: creole, appreciation, fish, food, uplifting,
Form: Free verse
Creole Woman
I went down to the Caribbean Sea, An island paradise ahead of me. I meant to go for just another lay, So I went and got myself smashed that day. I saw he standing there, with coal black eyes, And long dark hair, that didn’t disguise, The curves she had, caught me off guard She was the finest thing down in that...

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Categories: creole, anger, betrayal, corruption, love
Form: Narrative
Premium Member A Creole Townhouse
I visited New Orleans years before hurricane Katrina where hundreds were killed and eighty percent of the city was flooded. I saw the Mardi Gras Parade, I listened to jazz music on Bourbon Street and I took a tour of the French Quarter, the Vieux Carre, the oldest and most unique neighbourhood in New Orleans. I...

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Categories: creole, city,
Form: Haibun
Scent of a Creole Woman
Louisiana creole lady filled my weekend ghost of lust lingers my room silent as a flower scent of powder and perfume hangs in the air... The ruins of our pleasure sound of the sea pages turning her nearness enchanted me perfume of wildflowers moonlight and dew... The fragrance of her skin smell of her shampoo breezes through as I inhale the feel of her soft body and deep wet kisses... It was...

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Categories: creole, desire, love, memory,
Form: Free verse
A Creole Woman
With her skin all over the castle breath, growing so fine and fiery, waiting for men through the spring, countless as a dozen, I wait for my turns to give her my passion in red roses. Are they in full range, a moment for me, which I need only a minute to comply, the faith of a man in love? Oh, my...

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Categories: creole, women,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Creole Soul Hot Jazz
Slow drawn, steeping tea bags, in an etched glass pitcher, Lazily infuse its Oriental musk into the sun warmed brew. My ice crackles along with the thunder over the great Mississippi As the ewers’ spout releases the torrents of Southern comfort Into the tall, foggy, frost laden glass; I await my fill. A frigid sip chafes my lips...

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Categories: creole, introspection, music, places,
Form: Free verse
Creole Pelau
Black-eyed peas and jasmine rice Jerk chicken flavored with cinamon spice and flakes Oregano blend End this meal with a tall Rum punch Yum!...

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Categories: creole, food,
Form: Epulaeryu

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