The Creative Space of Author and Poetess Denise Fyffe
Declarations for my Sons & Daughters I started writing this free ebook, Declarations for my Sons & Daughters, after contemplating the life that I wanted for my children. In a world such as this, we cannot leave anything to chance. I want my children to come into an intimate relationship with God and not have to… Continue reading Book Feature on Declarations for My Sons and Daughters by Denise N. Fyffe
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2018, Denise N. Fyffe With bated breath and eager hearts, Davene and I are eager to reach the cool hills of St. Elizabeth. We have been waiting for months, to experience the world-renowned literary festival, Calabash, at Treasure Beach. We had a few false starts in trying to leave… Continue reading The Calabash Experience: Lovers Leap Guest House
The idea for this analysis in, Is the Registry Happy, was born out of the direct contact with the Registry staff of a learning organization. Questions and concerns arose as to the career development exposure of the staff members and the benefits that could be derived from this type of exposure. The overall perspective of… Continue reading Feature on Career Development Books by Denise N. Fyffe
The Inheritance of Many Nations As I read Romans 4, I allowed the Holy Spirit to reveal the truth of the scriptures to me, a particular concept became very clear. We live in the time of Abraham’s full inheritance that of being a father of many nations. Romans 4:13-25 13 Clearly, God’s promise to give the whole… Continue reading Abraham’s Inheritance, The Black Nation by Denise N. Fyffe
The idea for this analysis in, Is the Registry Happy by Denise N. Fyffe, was born out of the direct contact with the Registry staff of a learning organisation. . On the job training Whether workers have been in the job market for many years or just a day, employers must anticipate training new employees… Continue reading Book Excerpt from Is the Registry Happy by Denise N. Fyffe
Have you ever experienced that moment where you realise that you are not living up to your potential? It is almost like having a tidal wave of disenchantment of self and dissatisfaction with life all rolled up into life. How can you even attain this when the odds seem to be against you, knocking you… Continue reading The Faith Chronicles Part 3 – Living up to your Potential, or not
Faith was sick and tired of living a lie; or to what feels like a constant delusion. She tried to be this good person but in her mind when she gets angry, she was more like a vigilante in the movies. Really, she was not afraid of people and felt an irresistible urge to fight… Continue reading The Faith Chronicles Part 2 – Moral Dilemma
Faith fears that her playtime is over and God is demanding his due and his time. Of course, she is his child, but a rebel. He has allowed her to learn things her way and abate her curiosity of things. And like any other child, come back broken and bored and thinking there is nothing… Continue reading The Faith Chronicles Part 1 – Is the Spiritual sabbatical over?
Delicately you cast such a Wide net, for me And I swim deeper still; Yet, you await my rise to the surface; you tempt me with Nectar, with a wasp’s bait Enchanting me, yet I try to swim, deeper still. ***** About the writer: Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry : Fishing by Denise N. Fyffe
Tempting Apple I'll sit in a tree And watch you looking at me surely tempted by this apple you see Out of your reach, I will tempt thee but I am assured, you do not have the will to reach for me; I'll change colours, to more brilliant shades turn your eyes, while you wait… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry : Tempting Apple by Denise N. Fyffe
Precious The smile in a baby's eye, when he is looking at you The love in your child's face when he hugs you That same love in the eye's of that special someone The first sunrise, on a mountain's peak ...The first time, both your lips meet; The first touch, the first smile The first… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry : Precious by Denise N. Fyffe
Spring By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2015, Denise N. 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… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Spring by Denise N. Fyffe
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2015, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe 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… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Sneeze by Denise N. Fyffe
There are moments in life when you hit a wall and you just can't get over it. These moments can cause a cataclysm of emotions to erupt in the mind and when no answer can be found, frustration erodes the swallow layers of the self. It is then one must dig to the depths to… Continue reading Daily Journal 2018: Internal Struggles
I watched a video by renowned author J.K. Rowling, and I believe that she gets what many authors like myself are going through. Her Harvard Commencement speech was about 'The Benefits of Failure' and I could tell that she lived exactly what I am now going through. To have that similarity is a great motivator. As… Continue reading #WhyIWrite: Book 6 by Author Denise N. Fyffe
I just watched a video by famously renowned author JK Rowling, and I believe that she gets what many authors like myself are going through. Her speech was about failure and I could tell that she lived exactly what I am now going through. To have that similarity is a great motivator. As such, it… Continue reading Why I Write by Author Denise N. Fyffe
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2017, Denise N. Fyffe We are the wretched of the earth, The scourge of Babylon, The lepers of Israel, The untouchables of India; We are the despised and our Brothers and sisters have been fed lies. We are the bile of the universe, The perpetually handicapped; Teased, molested,… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: The Wretched of the Earth by Denise N. Fyffe
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… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Hibiscus Memory by Denise N. Fyffe
Poetess Denise N. Fyffe As a child, I had a creative outlet through drama, skits, singing in the school choir, making and painting little flowers and designing cards for my friends and family. It seems unreal to me. I vaguely remember writing novellas in exercise books, as well. I do like to sing, but I didn’t stop… Continue reading Poetry Books by Denise N. Fyffe
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2017, Denise N. Fyffe 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… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: My Jamaican Heritage by Denise N. Fyffe
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2017, Denise N. Fyffe 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… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Jamaica, Our Country by Denise N. Fyffe
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2014, Denise N. Fyffe I live in a time, When man is unshackled; Unshackled from his past, Unshackled from his mental slavery. I live in a time, When men choose black and not white; I live in a time, When what lies were told, can no longer hold us.… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: I live in a time (Barack Obama Poem) by Denise N. Fyffe
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, 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… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: My Black Story by Denise N. Fyffe
Sleep eludes me As my heart is confiscated by deceit And poisoned by betrayal My mind is consumed with hurt And it claws to the depths of my soul; Layer by layer of happiness is shredded to dust And blown, gone with the winds of time Swallowed up into oblivion, where I am soon to… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry : Sleep eludes me by Denise N. Fyffe
