Does politeness in your family well up like
a seed in jagged rocks in the tundra night?
Do manners brew in the black cauldron
with garlic, onions and eye of newt?
Does your family season its conversation with
gallons of salt, while forgetting to add sugar?
Would you rather season your conversation
with extra hot ghost pepper sauce?
Does your family function like a Mentos
that has been stuck inside a bottle full of Coke?
Or maybe your family function is like
vinegar and baking soda mixed in a blender?
If that is your family welcome to broken,
welcome to the ashes, and the dawning of a traumatic normal.
Essence blend never before encountered
Requests he bury his nose in her blouse
Eloquent outrage smoothly surmounted
Decisive fair decorum she endows
Petals and pepper sauce complexity
Cerebellum pillows King's heavy head
Slave to prime advisor dexterity
Burdensome thoughts bedside storybook read
Prominent gem on band of platinum
Temptation's tassles draped in possible
Syrup super glue subtle acumen
Fairy floss buffer from bosses hostile
Daily chest chainmail pools in her presence
Regal defender dumbfounded in reverence
20th October 2022
Two Will Overrule
I once had a friend
who swallowed the sea,
with a thirst so great
it was awesome to see.
Gulping down water,
in large mouthfuls he drank.
Then into the sea,
I was pushed and I sank!
Sitting on a sea turtle,
I yelled up, "Please stop!
I'm sorry I poured
pepper sauce in your pop."
There once was a jokester fellow
Who switched the hot habanero
A mild sweet banana bought
One tender succlent sought
When orange pepper he bit bellowed
My husband bought some peppers for our garden.
He wanted me to make some pepper sauce
so he wanted some cayene but could not find
any so he picked up one and said this one is a
Jalapeno..So one day I was out in the garden
and saw that pepper plant..I told him there is a
pepper plant down there that has what looks
like deformed Bell Peppers on it..I pulled the one
that was on there and tasted just a little bite.
It wasn't hot but I could tell that if I took
another bite it would be warm but I have
had Bell Peppers to have just a little heat. I told
him it wasn't hot..So one turned orange and
he pulled it and took a big bite..Well, you
know the rest of the story..
Ideal meal would have to be
a ribeye steak with
cracked black pepper sauce atop
home grown fresh produce
a glass of good wine
served with a
kiss
Dem Trini's is something esle
Ma still love dem
Proud to be one
Some thing we doo just kills me
Allyuh see something
allyuh want it
When yuh wake yuh bother ur child bout the ting
Help mih look for the ting
What ting mommy
De ting u know de ting for the ting
Nite cum allyuh liming
Allyuh go in allyuh blasted house
Having a big shot dinner allyuh go say
PAss de pepper sauce de
yuh tell me yuh gweing down de road
But yuh never cum bacc eh eh
Yuh gwein to a party yuh wearing all yuh gold
Send yuh down de road for rice
Yuh cum back wit a man
Take yuh to a party yuh actin wotless
De people takin long for yuh food
Yuh cursin n getin on
Wit all these things tht wat makes us trinis
We rell crazy
Chicken breasts with whiskey trace
Stuffed rich with oatmeal
Heart, liver and onion mix
Spiced to ones taste buds
Folded, oven bound
Pepper sauce
Nice!
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