White Chocolate

By Cleo E. Brown

WHITE CHOCOLATE is dedicated to the memory of my father, named Cordell Brown Sr., who died in 2021. He was one of my favorite people to be around as White Chocolate is one of my favorite foods to eat. The title is also symbolic of my Dad's great love for my mom whose skin color is like White Chocolate; She being a Creole whose own parents and family migrated from Haiti, Louisiana, Texas, and New York to live in the World War II Era War Industry of Northern California. I might add that my mom's grandmother was a Cherokee Indian. White Chocolate which encompasses elements of rhyme, alliteration, consonance, imagery, symbolism, metaphor, personification, and simile is dedicated then to both of my parents.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 12, 2022
• ISBN: 9781669836759

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Rev. date: 07/11/2022

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Contents

As I Grow Old

At Sunrise

The Bee

Bountiful

Bully

Call Me Nigger

Changes to Heaven

Charlatan

Chiding My Tongue or, Darryl

Cinnamon Bun

The Crippled Man

Dream Tenderly

Eddie

Flicker in The Night

For My Dad on Christmas

For Richard Ivory

Funeral Procession

Gene

I can’t Believe He is Seven

I Know Longer Drive

Jealousy

Karen

Lance

Last Night

Liberation

Liberty

The Looking Glass

Love

My Lover

Manhattan Skyline

Mortality

Never-Land Together

New York

Nightmare Reality

Nin

Notes on a Parable

On Hold

Past Due

The Picture Window

Psyche

Repression

Revolution

Rodin

Sally or, 1776

Silent Killer

Temptation

To Feed The Homeless

To My Friend

Turn Anew

Winter Weather Many Years Ago

Yesteryear

Youth

Dedicated to the Memory of My Father

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NAMED CORDELL BROWN SR.

As I Grow Old

My love for you is on hold

For you are so bold

As to bring your wife

Into my life

As I grow older

Amidst the strife

Of losing my parent.

What type of fool

Do you think I am?

My