Long Papayas Poems

I loved the cool, blue-green seas, and was most at home on crystal water,
As earth, forever in the pale glow of a moon, looks fondly to its daughter.

I had always been a strong swimmer, for...

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Green light means go ahead
Make your choice
Here’s a list of the Green light or free, fruits go, go, go and eat them up

Apples, dried: Dried apples make a great snack food and are easy to...

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Thanks to Muhammad Imtiaz for allowing me to work with him to create this piece. I added a bit of fantasy to his real life experience. He was moved by seeing poverty up close in...

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Continued from 2A


My mind drinks in the smorgasbord that lays before me

Baskets of mangos, papayas, apricots 

Red and green peppers

Nuts and dates in white porcelain covered metal bowls

Spices in see through plastic bags

A stone bowl...

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After coming back from church last night, wishing everyone a Happy Easter, my sister's only wish was to watch The Greatest Showman. So, my mother and I took our seats next to her and watched,...

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Dominica
Gawaine Caldwater Ross

We share melons and papayas
beneath a sun benevolent.
A salty breeze, the river is cool,
and the passion flower blossoms
are fragile but rich. We stroke
their fragrance and sip intoxication -
we slip a little further and
I...

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Multiply a horseradish with a jar of mustard and gain what exactly? A pickled onion? A beetroot? It's simply quite fascinating the divination of an oven glove. Materialistic bacon joints in a suit can often...

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THE FRUITY MEN
 
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In shades of ebony, they stand tall
Like Greek gods, muscular and all
Their skin like midnight, rich and divine
With strength that rivals the sweetest vine,
Chests like melons, grapes firm & round
Their laughter like...

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The past
The past
I sat beneath the bamboos
with a refresh man of the crying bamboo leaves.
Ohh I remember my childhood
cause the wind return my sorrow again.
all friends playing with a present.
cause I remembered the past.
ohh I...

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What a cameo in the hot harmattan eve !
Sweet soursop scents marinated with the haze 
And all the other ones impasse in my qui vive .

Words became satisfying minting juice ,
Black with currents ,mingled bittersweet...

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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 time
Has grown many harvests of sugarcane;
Papayas, lychee, and mangos sublime.

These...

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Is this a dream? A hallucination! An Illusion!
Is this Beelzebub's magic-mystic-mirage fusion?
Is it a paradise? Nirvana! Stratosphere! Heaven!
Am I in a psycho-physical eerie cloud seven?

I found mangoes, papayas, bananas, and limes.
Rose, lily, jasmine, plumeria, and...

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Green! This is what comes before me when I think of parrots.  
Aren't, yet, red, blue, indigo and mix of all their merit?

Mingling midst moss-green leaves; moving like calm breeze midst them,
Parrots have their...

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Twenty-three metres. An elephant leap. Vast leg spasms and sporadic duties to a tiled polished floor. Fire formatting finishing frames. And a pyrolysis of a purple strand of hair in a sinkhole waging war with...

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Five papayas and a basket
Are brought by Granda Mel; 
The sweet fruits are given
To her five friends very well.

The first fruit is handed to Raquel, 
A good poetess from Lebanon; 
Her heart is filled with...

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“If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe." Carl Sagan (1934-1996)

Apple Pies

A welcome task past wayward primes where plucked delights
yon mangoes, guavas, and papayas...
stands a Granny Smith...

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