“Memories Of Fruit Trees”



As my islands rise
from ocean, from salt
polyps and lime
so do I…
My love is how
I try
tho thin
and not the best
my world is like no one else…
Some take root to add
some come to slash and burn
which only lasts for so long…
Some bring their own soil
to add up on
we are void, my isle and me
Only childhood memories
truly consistent to me
fruit trees, mango to sapadilly…
Sea grape to lime,
coconuts was like throwing pearl to swine
cherries and june plum,
grapefruit to scarlet plum.
Yellow plum and guinep
I remember hurricane winds
roaming through these trees
breadfruit and ackee
dashed away lemons on lemons
sour orange and sour sop
down to the cherries and tomatoes
pineapple to coco plum
thinking of it
I could taste my archipelago…
I miss my home so
I can smile tho…
for it’s in my heart
with me
Wherever I go!

© Da Absentee 2012


Growing up in the islands was such an enlightening thing for me I would not know what I would be without it. I havent travelled home in a long time I think its high time I make a trip. Even if it’s just to sit at the beach with my feet in the sand.

As Always…

Stay Positive!


Looking back when I first started this web-log. I never thought it would reach here. I started this blog with the intention for it to be something completely different, than what it has become. I guess that was bound to happen with life and the way the world operates. I have reached fifty posts. I thought it would be good to recognize this milestone in my blogging growth.

I would like to thank everyone who takes the time to read and visit this site on a regular basis. It is recognized and appreciated!

Da Absentee 

As Always…

Stay Positive!

“Your & My Ability”

Funnel through me… purpose of my expected lifetime
slow through me… sometimes deny my bloodline
have to wait…

Finding me… comes in due time 
soft inside, hardened outside 
imploding, bleed and sell my soul

Melt… infuse myself like coal
getting old… found, shared and told
bought and sold, packed and shipped

Loved and forbidden… personal canvas
to paint my hidden
shears of life snip… cut my movie clip

whatsoever they reel at me…
no matter what they throw in front of me…
I won`t let it begin… To start stopping me

Make me slip, apply weight to my shoulder chip
can anyone tell me… what type of life is this?
it’s either escalator or pushed off cliff

Exciting progression downtrodden depressing
between is limbo… either don’t or do
when it comes down to it … only you

Trenching inside…
can find the ability to help you…

© Da Absentee 2011


It’s so many times in life where we feel “beat up” and as if we can’t go on. This train of thought was derived from digging deep and overcoming any situation you have been placed in.

As Always…

Stay Positive!