Calypso Hearts
with calypso hearts
that carried this bunch
through the magical sounds
of the tropical night
down to the shore
and onto the banana boats
all the while
were they singing
moving rhythmically
thinking about the freedom of morning
thinking
“daylight come and me wan’ go home”
and me wondering here
here in my favorite market
midst the wonderful aromas
surrounded by this bounty
shoppers scurrying about
me with my small shopping cart
black wooden cane
dangling from the handle
eyeing three semi-ripe ones
is that how these got here
a little green
like my wife Kathy favors
so home they will go
then up onto the “nanner-hanger”
above the counter
in the kitchen
and she will eat one
maybe just a half
the other half on cereal
maybe saved until later
and one while gardening
for that 3 o’clock lull
wonder if those calypso-hearted souls
dealt with a 3:00 AM lull
wonder if they had the luxury of time
while loading that boat
to even consider a lull
wonder if they are
anymore
those calypso-hearted
sun-stained souls
but once they were
who toted those banana bunches
“lift six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch”
and they sang
“day, me say day, me say day, me say day-ay-ay-o”
and they worked
“stack banana ’til de mornin’ come”
when they longed to go home
yes
they lived
and they loved
and they’re gone
so I thank them
I remeber them
and their calypso hearts
now I just wanna remember
to get what’s on the list
list says get bananas
I get bananas
then me just wan’go home
rob kistner © 2019
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