Si, me jus leggo one sneeze, Mi feel it all di way to me knees Not a body or a gentle bone, Mi wrap up, inna mi bed all alone; Wata jus a beat down mi windah, Like it a beg, “Mistress, mistress let we in yah.” Not ova me dead body, Hol on, mi … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Sneeze
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Jamaican Poetry: Two Black Girls Without No Bus
What an experience this is for us Travelling thru Needham without no bus It’s a little too adventurous For two black girls without no bus. What an experience this is for us Travelling thru Massachusetts with no blinkin’ bus It’s definitely too much fuss For two black girls without no bus. We ain’t got no … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Two Black Girls Without No Bus
Feature on Erika Heslop Martin, Jamaican Author and Poet
Erika Heslop Martin a.k.a. Poetess Er is a talented, young, and inspired Jamaican Poet born in Kingston, Jamaica. She is the Jamaican Author of this book A Poetic Revelation, The Power of Words, and A Poetic Journey. Her poems have been published in the Sunday Gleaner and the Jamaica Observer and her Book Launch of: … Continue reading Feature on Erika Heslop Martin, Jamaican Author and Poet
Poetry: Forever Black by Denise N. Fyffe
FOREVER BLACK by Poetess Denise Fyffe 1981, Born BLACK 60 SECONDS, Crying BLACK 1 HOUR, Still BLACK 24/7, Struggling BLACK 12 MONTHS, Surviving BLACK 365 DAYS, Thriving BLACK 40 YEARS, Melanin BLACK I am, FOREVER BLACK. My mother, BLACK My father, BLACK My sister, BLACK My brother, BLACK My husband, BLACK My children, BLACK My … Continue reading Poetry: Forever Black by Denise N. Fyffe
Jamaican Poetry – Hibiscus Memory
I see the sun
Glowing brighter than a 50 watt bulb
And I am tempted outside;
Hibiscus Memory
I see the sun
Glowing brighter than a 50 watt bulb
And I am tempted outside;
I step on the grass carpet
And it feels like heaven under my toes;
My limbs flex
My arms stretch
My eyes turn to heaven
And I bid the Father hi;
In two steps
I bend at the waist
And dip my nose
To the bouquet of hibiscus
Unfurling in her pose;
Her scent is light
Her petals frail
She trembles at my touch;
The noon day sun peeks over my shoulder
Eager to touch her petals;
With my eyes close
I stash the memory of life’s simplicity
Into the drawer of my cranium for posterity;
In another day
She will bow and pray
And off to her maker she will go.
By: Denise N. Fyffe.
Copyright © 2015, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe
Jamaican Poets: I AM
I AM, I exist...until, I AM no more.- Poetess Denise Fyffe Copyright © Denise N. Fyffe
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 Poetry : Pained to tears
I hide my pain even from myself, until a tear escapes and so follows the rest.- Poetess Denise Fyffe
Poetry: My Black Story
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2017, Denise N. Fyffe I stand in my skin And I ponder within Of my history Of my story. The foundation of me Which I forget so easily Of my history Of my story. Those who struggled Those who fought for my freedom For our freedom. Now it is … Continue reading Poetry: My Black Story
Jamaican Poetry : One Life
Inside, I have died a 1000 deaths, Killed a million souls, Jumped a billion suicides; But, I am still living this one life. - Poetess Denise Fyffe
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