All Around South Had To Hike
All around South did have to hike,
And every single bit of it did like,
To bare bone,
When alone,
Even riding trike when a little tyke.
Jim Horn
Crab with conch and zucchini and okra.
Sound familiar? Some guy said that
grits are not as good as they used to
be. Probably forgot to put butter on
them. Remember Gullah culture and
Charleston River Dogs and Savannah
Southerners baseball team.
Have you ever heard of Huck's in
Charleston before?
Categories:
gullah, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Born in the gullah cypress shade
of South Carolina
Dirt poor
Rich coffee bean skin
Teardrop-shaped pearl eyes ...
midnight black forest feminine
Uneducated and illiterate ...
Living swamp school books
was her God-given natural wit
Wisdom which breathed from the dark soil
Trampled upon by educated elephants
with lazy literary tusks,
whom never once had to truly toil
Pay the peons in euro peanuts
was the turn-of-the-century attitude
Race the stallions and mares
without benefit of schoolhouse shoes
Granny love
how often was
the horse buggy whip laid upon you
Uneducated and illiterate ...
opposites were u and i
Born of the same branch,
my soul extend to her an olive leaf sigh
Uneducated and illiterate
was you,
but papa swore
it would never be I
Granny you were the wisest woman
I ever knew
for twenty four years til the day you died
Categories:
gullah, grandmother, loss, love,
Form: Bio
The Gullah people drift with the tide,
existing by the Charleston seaside.
Their lives more often unduly harsh,
yielding and melding with the marsh.
Africans of Dominican voice impressed.
Tales of Bruh rabbit are among the best.
From all over the world they came
Slaves, but, of rice field planting fame.
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Categories:
gullah, people,
Form: Rhyme
sea island natives
living reminders of trade
cotton rice and indigo
gullah life is made
five benne wafers
cast into new daylight
the hudu spell is torn away
rest easy then this night
bridges came and baskets sold
the younguns moved to town
rich men came and stole our land
again to trod us down
But some have stayed to tell the tales
of how our world began
of lands and cultures far away
before man had ever owned man
Categories:
gullah, adventure, black african american,
Form: Free verse