Carib

Steel like no other
Drum’s younger
Juicy brother

Melodies bounce
As sunlit eddies
Course streams

’round pebbles
And the sticks! so
Round on round

Not one sour grape
The bunch be found
And had my island

Trees dropped note-
Stones cast from carefree
Palms and tossed

In liquid metal
Wells their journey’d
Sound no sweeter.

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