Jamaican poetry by poetess denise fyffe

Jamaican Poetry: My Jamaican Heritage

My Jamaican heritage Is more than just where I was born It is more than the color of my skin It is more than the language I speak; My Jamaican heritage is the combination of everything; My Jamaican heritage is the struggles I face My Jamaican heritage is the enjoyment of a Jamaican sunrise and … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: My Jamaican Heritage

Jamaican poetry by poetess denise fyffe

Jamaican Poetry: Jamaica, Our Country

How is it that our country, Jamaica stands On the left, but not on the right hand? How is it that our country moves, Through treacherous reefs, sailing through and through? How is it that our country breathes, These toxic fumes of crime and urban jealousy? How is it that our country survives, As more … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Jamaica, Our Country

Jamaican Poetry: Spring

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;

Denise N. Fyffe

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 outstretched waving to the noon day sky
Opening their skirts, doing a samba dance with the wind
Shielding weeds, moss and fragile creeping life still;

A guardian to the most stunning kaleidoscope
Each day welcomes new friends filled with promise and hope
Little visitors scurry storing nuts and fruits
Angelic voices soar over the valley in threes and twos;

Blossoms o’er and above the hill
A sign that nature’s heart yet beats stronger still.

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