By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2017, Denise N. Fyffe 1962 we were reborn an independent land Lush green hills and brilliant aqua waters in the Caribbean span The sun set on August 6th and we were birthed a new nation Not a giant, but we had the beginnings, perseverance and culture to be one; … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Independent Jamaica
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;
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2017, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe Now tell mi if di journalist nuh mad, Fi go look pon 20 foot wave, A wash pon land. Afta yuh see sey one camera man almost drown, Yuh a try get shot of Palisadoes grung; Is anyting else damage? Is yuh car … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Dis Journalist Mad
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
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
By: Defy. Copyright © 2010, defy, Denise Fyffe I tried so hard to hold my end I tried so hard, till the very end; Reflecting on the things that came and past Reflecting on a situation that did not last; Looking in, looking out, Things now looking much better; Remembering when we would pretend That … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Hold My End
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe Di sun rise in the east, And set west, too quick As I wait fi di one Who will ache mi body, An raise me mind; Dry mi out like clothes pon line. Mi heart set pon stick, Waiting pon di right tick; … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Mi Heart set pon stick
It has come, the end of another era, We can only look in the mirror; To reflect and find. To cherish these moments In history, in time. It has come, the beginning of another’s destiny, To stand on the highest stage in our land; It has come, for another to make their imprint, To declare … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Jamaica Elections, The End of an Era
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe Dean met a woman he had never before seen, One wid a vision and a rising dream. He thought he would pay har a devastating trip; Taking his friends Chaos and Gusty Winds, Just for the fun of it. Mama Portia sey ‘God, … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Mama Portia and Dean
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