Sitting here... lounging and relaxing during my lunchtime. Enjoying the breeze and letting my mind wander... it has a mind of its own, my mind... It has decided to quietly slip away to my favorite spot in the mountains... where nature is all consuming and soothing. By: Denise N. Fyffe.
The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his … Continue reading I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou
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
I see the sun Glowing brighter than a 50 watt bulb And I am tempted outside;
I hide my pain even from myself, until a tear escapes and so follows the rest.- Poetess Denise Fyffe
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
My pain is seeping through my eyes, So much pain; I am sorry eyes, You will work overtime tonight.- Poetess Denise Fyffe
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
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 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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