By: Denise defy Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, defy, Denise N. Fyffe I’m broken Borderline A bipolar accident waiting to ignite in my mind; What I am is a figment of the former me Deceased, Or at least That is what I have come to believe; More or less My confessions are real Life has stripped … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: I’m Broken
Category: Poetry
Jamaican Poetry: Spring
By: Denise defy Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise Fyffe Blossoms o'er and above the hill A sign that nature's heart yet beats stronger still Four months basked in a cloak of white Viking trees once starving orphans, exposed to the winters banshee cries; Now the sun kisses each baby leaves eye Limbs … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Spring
Jamaican Poetry: The Hurricane Outcome
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe You would not have expected this outcome, Mostly trees and shrubs lie on the ground. After the howling, hiss and shenanigans, One would have expected houses to fly, Like sailing divans. You would not have expected this outcome, Light poles and wires look … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: The Hurricane Outcome
Jamaican Poetry: Hurricane: Ivan, Di Terrible
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe Yuh nuh hear wah a gwaan, Yuh nuh see how it go Duwn; Yuh nuh hear sey Ivan visit Jamdown. All di likkle picknie dem a comb di roadside, Carry bucket pon dem head an kotch it pon dem side. Di isle yah … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Hurricane: Ivan, Di Terrible
Jamaica and Calabash: The land of devoted offshore authors
Written by: Donna Bailey Nurse Kerry Young was thrilled when she received an invitation to read at the Calabash Literary Festival in Jamaica late last month. After more than four decades living in Britain, she still calls Jamaica home. Pao, her first novel, inspired by her father, had been nominated for the 2012 Commonwealth Writers Prize. … Continue reading Jamaica and Calabash: The land of devoted offshore authors
Jamaican Poetry: Hurricane, Little Boy Dean
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe Once there was a little boy Dean, Who grew to be quite mean; He thought, I am a Cat 4, I can test and blow down any door. He ran threw the Caribbean fast and hard, Creating devastation and ripping up yards. Little … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Hurricane, Little Boy Dean
Jamaican Poetry: Sistah, Lif yuh head up
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe Sistah, Lif yuh head up Pon yuh two foot, yuh fi tan up. Nuh mek nuh baddy tun yuh ova Nuh mek nuh man beat yuh shouldah. Sistah, Girl lif yuh head high, Achieve yuh goals, as far an as wide. Aim to … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Sistah, Lif yuh head up
Jamaican Poetry: Mi god, what a heat
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, defy, Denise N. Fyffe Mi god, what a heat; Di temperature gaan up and mi can feel nuh breeze. Dis yah hurricane effect jus a linger sah, Mi days dem miserable an di night dem wussarah. Mi god, what a heat; Everytime six o’clock come me vex. Mi … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Mi god, what a heat
Jamaican Poetry: Hurricane Gustav Storm (written in Jamaican Patois)
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2014, Poetess Denise N. Fyffe Oonu see it, Dem yah storm yah no sweet. Mi wrap up cozy inna mi bed, Nex ting mi knuh, Rain a fall inna mi head. Nuh sick it waan fi mek me sickly, But one dime me nuh have, Afta me nuh picknie; … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Hurricane Gustav Storm (written in Jamaican Patois)
Jamaican Poetry: Is Jamaica due this?
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe Is Jamaica due this? Crime and violence, Is like saliva on our lips; Are we so jaded and blind in the eye That we have basked In the rays of corruption, all this time; Is Jamaica due this? The shootings and killings, … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Is Jamaica due this?
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