Long Ackee Poems

Adjusting Appetizing Palates.
I have sampled the variety,
I am the one who has tasted life;
The one who has had a taste of life.
Rarely indulged in the main course-
Seldom a full meal-
I come hungry-
To leave satisfied...
I want...

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I watch it grow from a plant into a tree, I watch it grow to rescue you and me, I water it with my sweat and nurture it with my breath and in the early...

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THOUGHTS OF A JAMAICAN CHRISTMAS

I remember Christmas of yesteryear
Of John Canoe dancing with fife and drum
Horsehead would approach, it was scary but fun
And Scrippy scrappy looked like a real bum

Of Christmas breeze and Poinsettias red
Mixed...

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One cold red stripe 
Gi mi a white rum with a twist of lime 
Wi celebrating Jamaica at 55
Miss Matti pass the jerk chicken and festival don't forget to put the ackee and saltfish pan...

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The cock of day crow over johncrow mountain
Sun come bright
Like Jane and Louise shine eye girl
And light
Just drop from heaven like ripe breadfruit
I pull the darkness from my eyes
And look and see only one thing...

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I love food. Sometimes a little much!

Food for Thought 
By Jan Beaumont ©?

Each country has food that they're known for
Their own local dish you might say 
Some are delicious and some a bit strange
And some...

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There is no place like home 
I represent the black, green and gold. 
Out of many, we are one people, driven to succeed
Global excellence is our only mission to achieve. 
    ...

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There you are
Red, black, and gold
And in the wind
Your dress uplifted, the tease
Of hungry men appetite
For I have looked up your tree
With jealousy
At birds beaking your breast
And felt my tongue
Its passion flaming
Longing to lick your...

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A land that captures your attention;
encapsulate your thoughts of natural beauty and tranquility
A land of divine sunshine.
A place of seashores; a land with momentum water drop falls, exquisite white 
sand beaches, winding rivers and streams.
Famous...

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Here we hid when we heard
A knock strongly---a sudden clattered upon the ground
Everyone indoor shrieked, trembled
Out...     out.....      we heard
They separated males from females
Sans bother how small...

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The cooking oil ran out
Before the dough began to fry
She took the fishgut out
And broast it empty till it dry
Then making smaller cakes
She potted them crispy again
On medium flame, flakes
Of brown, the royal taste remain.

When...

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they supped on Bjurholm
drank Kumis
dined on haggis
and rubbed down
with sassafras oil

some made dessert from ackee fruit
and had puffer fish and shark fin soup
what word of satan they spoke
that they are evil and vain
there vanities covered...

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EXPATRIATE…
     (Apropos Soon Come)

Heard the chichi budo singing
in the banana walk; heard
the burro braying; and
the mongoose roaming the coop;
smelled the aroma of roast breadfruit,
ackee and salt fish; and
felt the icy cold...

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Have you forgotten your native land, the days when our ancestors sweat and harvest?
crop with their hands, Jamaica our black Negro land
the name itself is a brand

Have you forgotten the Jamaican national bird, our charming...

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I am.  
by Richard V Fraser

Who am I, I am Jamaican

I am the mix of African maroon, Scottish, Irish, German,English, Chinese and Indian

I am the flavour in the Jerk, the curry, the roast yam,...

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I am.  
by Richard V Fraser

Who am I, I am Jamaican

I am the mix of African maroon, Scottish, Irish, German,English, Chinese and Indian

I am the flavour in the Jerk, the curry, the roast yam,...

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I am.  
by Richard V Fraser

Who am I?

I am the mix of African maroon, Scottish, Irish, German,English, Chinese and Indian

I am the flavour in the Jerk, the curry, the roast yam, the ackee and...

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Herbert is down the block
At his hang-out spot
But when dusk falls, he will
Climb home-made stairs
To his sanctuary
And stars above will shine.

At the spot, you'll see 
white cups that kiss eager lips
The color of cream, or...

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Little Island of Jamaica, birth place of Reggae
Always jolly, on a sunny day
Rastafari is the place where it all started
1948 on the Empire Wind rush most departed
Ackee & salt fish is the national dish
I love...

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