Mulatto Poems - Poems about Mulatto

...I've heard him sing: The Mulatto: By fat hotter than Roberto Like Pepper is to Pimento; Lost to him, too, one Alberto: The boy friend of Fine Talatu... Alto in all shows he goes to, Even when......Read the rest...

...love is silly blind When it sees and not... the mulatto is pale To white says cotton to Black, coal color......Read the rest...

...FOB Echo Iraq was a forward operation base near the Babylon site in the city of Diwaniya, in fact the US military put security hesco and fencing around the ruins for protection from all of the goons ......Read the rest...

...My Name is Paul & I am a Young Black Male My Grandmother's Father was from Great Britain, his Family came to the New World to Stake their claim He was a White Male I Never knew Him My Gra......Read the rest...

...Constant coming winds picking the petals Dormant heart tearing the faded sky Fluent stream seeking aura in the ray Intent rain dries the particles of sigh Sparrow dancing on the sun setting fie......Read the rest...

...We explore – earn and exist – with a language of old exploitation. Like a mulatto, Indian English is a hybrid. It’s as our culture – there’s a unity in diversity. We winnow ideas out......Read the rest...

...So your daddy is white your mother is black What about you? Oh, you are just a little light. Do you want to live like white? or live like black? ......Read the rest...

...Plant the seeds you wish to reap. I have planted my seed in the soil of my people. I have no home, no earthly land, I have no food sometimes, sometimes, I must find the white spot in my life; T......Read the rest...

...The Gallatin Street Market The Gallatin Street Market was a secret. The Gallatin Street bordellos were one too. Hidden in the shadows of New Orleans, weathered sign, arrowed finger ......Read the rest...

...(alternately titled: ah me go march'n home on derange) I'll play the devil's advocate, yet prepare a stance with pitchfork against misinterpreted faux attempt to describe, how whet d......Read the rest...

...Where am I from? A mulatto. Is there a place to call my home? “Hey piggy!!” the blacks say to me "You monkey", words of the white. If the velvety black skies give room for stars to bloom, Why......Read the rest...

...What if you were born in the 1800's? What if your nose was triangular? What if your skin color were 3 shades of bronze, brown or black ......Read the rest...

... As I read this children's book a few times last night, I pondered on if it would be a good fit for my little girl- I wondered if what it was teaching was honest, does it really make s......Read the rest...

...By Ezar The Last Street Poet What seeker can see what I have seen prophetic dreams Shot gun houses torn screens safe houses triple beems Escorts giving me bags of cream emaculent things Strip......Read the rest...

...Key CapitalistYang/CreolistYin EcoHistoric Concepts I find a fuzzy irony in this morning’s early search for a new journal notebook, having filled my last from what had been, five years ago, an inc......Read the rest...