I AM, I exist...until, I AM no more.- Poetess Denise Fyffe Copyright © Denise N. Fyffe
Tag: jamaica Heritage
Jamaican Poets: I am MORE
I am more than you can ever imagine. With Him the possibilities are endless. My purpose is yet unfulfilled, hence I gave even greater things, that lie within. I am MORE..- Poetess Denise Fyffe Copyright © 2014, Denise N. Fyffe
Jamaican Poets: Judge not
Until the words fall from a man's lips or the actions from his heart, never judge his deeds. Else, the microscope in the sun will also be turned on you.- Poetess Denise Fyffe Copyright © 2017, Denise N. Fyffe
Jamaican Poets: I DARE you
I DARE you to be me for a day. I DARE you to walk in my 'way'. Fight the enemies I have. Befriend the angels, as FRIENDS. I DARE you to be me, and still breathe peacefully.- Poetess Denise Fyffe Copyright © 2014, Denise N. Fyffe
Jamaican Poets: Time, History and our deeds
Who is man but a shadow in time, and what is time but a marker of history; and what is history, but the teller of our deeds. - Poetess Denise Fyffe Copyright © 2014, Denise N. Fyffe
Jamaican Poetry: Ideas
The ideas, they are swirling in my head, Its time, to cut, chop, dissect and use them to earn some bread. One, two, ten and twenty By this time tomorrow I wont remember any. From God its a blessing, For man it may be a curse; But Lord, help me before me little head burst.- … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Ideas
Jamaican Poets: Wounding Words
You do not know the extent to which you wound people when you open your mouth, when you form your words, when you launch them out. They know, because they feel it inside. The gaping wounds are invisible to your eyes, but to them its a lifelong memory of the assassination attempt by you, on … Continue reading Jamaican Poets: Wounding Words
Jamaican Poets: Bleed through the pen
It is better to bleed the heart through the pen, than to die of internal bleeding.- Poetess Denise Fyffe Copyright © 2014, Denise N. Fyffe
Jamaican Poetry: Taking Chances
I can breathe again, with bated breath I roll the dice; again.- Poetess Denise Fyffe Copyright © 2014, Denise N. Fyffe
Jamaican Poetry: Taking risks
My eyes are wide open when I jump into the deep, I have no misconceptions of landing on my feet; Though I may drown, the thrill is worth the risk I'll pocket this moment and in my old age look back, smile and remember the thrill of it. My eyes are wide open when I … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Taking risks
