Jamaican Poetry: By the Riverside

By: Denise N. Fyffe.
Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe

By the riverside
I know so well
I watch you stroll
I watch your legs;
As you stand knee deep
In that cold stream
The sun shines in your face
And I watch you wade upstream;
You stop to shade
Under the old mango tree
Littered with succulent Indians
Some forming little bands;
You reach above your six foot frame
Then your lips form the prefix of my name;
I smile with the mischief of a child
Envisioning the juices I’ll drink
From your lips, in a while;
Your torso may also become my plate
As we do ‘wrong side business’
Under the Indian shade;
By the riverside
Where we now lay
Watching the sun close its shade
On another day.


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