Jamaican Poetry: Taking Chances by Denise N. Fyffe

I can breathe again,

with bated breath

I roll the dice;

again.- Poetess Denise Fyffe

 

 

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Jamaican Poetry: Tears in my eyes by Denise N. Fyffe

By: Poetess Denise N. Fyffe.
Copyright © 2017, Denise N. Fyffe

I went to bed with tears in my eyes
Caused by your words
The one’s I despise
Practised and wielded
Like a samurai sword
It wouldn’t have cut deeper
If you had called me a whore;

To you, I am an option
To me,You were the priority
An emotional conundrum
I must be a high school ditty
To form and nurture these feelings for you
Now, I’ll bury them deeper
Living as a remnant, like the Jews;

Now,
In bed with these tears in my eyes
I prepare to live beyond winter
The Arctic Circle,
Away from these emotions and prying eyes;

My pillow wet
My emotions at odds
The bitch is trying to crawl out
To devour others for this pain’s salve;

Time repeats lessons unlearned
A woman scorned, begets another man’s turn;

I lie in bed with tears in my eyes
Trying to ease this torrent of the bruised emotions inside;
I try to feel less, but it hurts even more
And writing these words
Only makes the hurt pour;

I guess I wanted you more than you wanted me
Because I tasted patience
And came second to your family;
Who am I kidding
I wasn’t even on the board
To fit in the top one hundred
Would have meant
We shared,
And you scored;

History repeats lessons unlearned
I am tired of chasing pavements
Tired of being burned
Tired of catching feelings
And not seeing them returned;

What I want,
You aren’t prepared to give
What I deserve
You don’t think it’s necessary for me to live with;

I lie in bed with tears in my eyes
Lying wake,
Crying my last cry.

 

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Jamaican Poetry: Royal Jamaica by Denise N. Fyffe

By: Denise N. Fyffe.
Copyright © 2017, Denise N. Fyffe

Royal empress so divine
Arm outstretched like the grape vine
Beauty radiant in the Caribbean sun
Jamaica is royal, an empress
That bids you to come;
In scores and thousands
Many traverse the great seas
To see the hidden beauty which she keeps;
They play on her shores
And traverse her valleys
They climb her rocks and take from her, plenty;
Jamaica is royal,
An empress of beauty
Jamaica is royal,
Giving of her bounty
Ageing and maintaining her beauty
Being even more gracious, as she turns 50;

Royal empress so divine and wealthy
Arms outstretched like the grape vine, filled with plenty
Beauty radiant in the Caribbean sun
Jamaica is royal, an empress
That bids you to come and enjoy the sun;
In scores and thousands
Many traverse the great seas
To see the hidden beauty which she silently keeps.

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