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Arnisha Paxman Poem
Together we sway
to the rhythm. Coconuts
squash the romance quick.
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Cocoa pods ripe…
Bitter made sweet.
Packaged as treasures
For you, and for me.
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I am the sunrise and sunset weaving turquoise into grey.
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Coconuts rejoice baking in the afternoon sun adrift at sea.
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A treasure the size
of a chickpea, disfigured,
this soul I carry.
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Pitter-patter of
feet: raven teeters
on ledge examining me!
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Serendipitous
Mish-mash of beats: coffee beans
Grind to Creole speak.
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Drawn to cinnamon
I feast on the woman with
a swirl in her hair.
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How to behave now
he finds me sketching him with
a needle and thread?
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Now for the fun bit!
A game of Chinese Checkers.
Silence in the room.
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