Lucious, bumptious, bodacious JamaicaHappy, fun, and glee;Land of wood and waterThe people irie and sweet; Fly over the oceanOr come by sea;Tune in through the internetJust don't steal or culture beats; Friday, Saturday, Sunday, or Wacky WednesdaysA party or three;Merry is the childrenClimbing mango trees; Sunshine, or moonshine People strolling along;Minding their businessSwaying to a … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Land of Wood and Water
Sunday nightWatching at StandpipeCorner, watching as another dayWatching as another lifePass us by; People dancingRocking to the vibes, aliveInside the jukebox, at the shopOblivious of the nightUnobservant to the lifePassing by; Hard things flyPeople scamper like diceFleeing, no more safety for the guyNo more dancing tonight;As another one liesSpirits sailing highLife passing up high; Sunday … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Sunday Night
Fly like a bird,Float like a butterfly;Flow like a wave,And continue to aim high. ***** About the writer:Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30 books, for more than eight years and enjoys volunteering as a Counselor. She is a freelance writer for online publications such as Revealing the Christian Life, Jamaica Rose, Entertainment … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Aim High
Stand tall and watch them fall,Crumbling like Jericho's wall;Stand firm and do not squirmNo fear, only discern. You got more in the lineYou got time on your side;You got more than they can see,Far more than men like trees. Stand tall, watch and see,Like trees burning in a frenzy;Fire at the root,No more to dig … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Uproot
1,2,3,Who do you see?Are they wasps or bees?Are they men like trees?How far are they?Do not dismay;For in the blink of an eye,They will be defeated, in time. 3,2,1,Now, they are all gone;Now they are like Korah,From 250 princes to none. ***** About the writer:Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30 books, for … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: 1,2,3
Careful how you walk the path,Careful how you do the dance,Careful how you turn your back,Careful of the friendlies attack. Careful how you sing the song,Careful who you carry along,Careful of the subtle trance,Careful of spies in your camp. Careful of the life you liveCarefully examine, weed and sieve;Careful to observe the serfs,Be careful of … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Be Careful
Buggle,wiggle, and weave,Avoid the trap for the deceived.Many lies trodding aheadThose who stopIn the trap, they fell.Buggle,wiggle, and weave. ***** About the writer:Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30 books, for more than eight years and enjoys volunteering as a Counselor. She is a freelance writer for online publications such as Revealing the Christian … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Buggle, Wiggle and Weave
Sigh,life passes quickly bye,1 day1 year1 decade1 tear.Nothing stands still,everything widdles, waddles and spillover, into a new day.Sigh... ***** About the writer:Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30 books, for more than eight years and enjoys volunteering as a Counselor. She is a freelance writer for online publications such as Revealing the Christian Life, … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Sigh Quickly
Judas sipsfrom big fat lipsand he spies and tricksthe devious witch.Judas sproutsweaving fear and doubtbut soon he fallsin the trap, he digs. ***** About the writer:Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30 books, for more than eight years and enjoys volunteering as a Counselor. She is a freelance writer for online publications such … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Judas Lips
The terrible liesthat angels despiseshed tears from criesfor help. ***** About the writer:Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30 books, for more than eight years and enjoys volunteering as a Counselor. She is a freelance writer for online publications such as Revealing the Christian Life, Jamaica Rose, Entertainment Trail, My Trending Stories among others. Check … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Tears from Cries
