There in his backyard, you find potatoes, cassava,

and corn

Charles will charm you with his melody

compositions

A guitar-playing genus, his tune! Take Ty Cross

Follow Him

Tunes you have never heard, like! Backward St.

Lucian’s

There is a madness to his lyrics! an enforcer of

country life

Happy 46 St. Lucia! Sprouting bold men like Charles

Lewis

Sea breeze Volume 10 poems

Kenvil Atkins Lewis poet

Just how does he do it in a dry, dry land

Where water is scarce and the soil is hard

Don’t tell that to Charles! not in his vocabulary

His pioneering spirit led him to create

His invention! of the sugar cane module grinder

Took him to a faraway country quite asunder

Melon wine, plum wine, sugarcane wine! Divine

Several assortments! offered to your delighted

The first inhabitant of sleepy Canelles! son of Leslie

Something special about the Lewis family! I dare say

Shout out to Charles! on your way to Vieux Fort

North

Sitting under the Calabash tree! he needs no

introduction

poem by: Kenvil Atkins

Written on Mar 11, 2025

It is said that no man is an Island

Guest no one has told Charles Lewis

Making the impossible possible oui

He is an entrepreneur of reunion sorts

The only winemaker in St. Lucia's true

Right here in the hamlet of Canelles