By: Poetess Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2017, Denise N. Fyffe My life is being attacked My relationships are being attacked If you come next to me, You are going to be attacked; All that glitters turns to rust and not gold My enemies start to smile And my friends get cold; My eyes can’t be … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry : Attacking Ships
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. Copyright © 2014, Denise N. … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry : Lazy Thoughts
Inside, I have died a 1000 deaths, killed a million souls, and 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
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 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.
