Jamaican Poetry

Jamaican Poetry : Attacking Ships

By: Poetess Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2010, 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

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Jamaican Poetry: Regret

I took for granted What I had, I lost it Now I want it back So bad; I doubted what existed What it could be Now, there is This perpetual longing, Living Inside of me; I embrace Very few regrets But I cling To the moment where... You left.   Copyright © 2014, Poetess Denise… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Regret

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Jamaican Poetry: Mama Portia and Dean

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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Jamaican Poetry: Gustav Storm

By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe Oonu see it, Dem yah storm yah no sweet. Mi wrap up cozy inna mi bed, Next ting mi knuh, Rain a fall inna mi head. Nuh sick it want to make me sickly, But one dime me nuh have, Afta me nuh… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Gustav Storm

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Jamaican Poetry: Dis Journalist Mad

By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe Now tell mi if di journalist nuh mad, Fi go look pon 20 foot wave, A wash pon land. Afta yuh see sey one camera man almost drown, Yuh a try get shot of Palisadoes grung; Is anyting else damage? Is yuh car… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Dis Journalist Mad

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Jamaican Poetry: Hurricane, Little Boy Dean

By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe Once there was a little boy Dean, Who grew to be quite mean; He thought, I am a Cat 4, I can test and blow down any door. He ran threw the Caribbean fast and hard, Creating devastation and ripping up yards. Little… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Hurricane, Little Boy Dean

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Jamaican Writers: Who is Professor Mervyn Morris? Poet Laureate of Jamaica

His name may not cut a dash with the dancehall crowd, but on the local arts scene, poet/author Mervyn Morris enjoys as much adulation as deejays Beenie Man or Bounty Killer. Without the bling and controversy, of course. Who is Professor Mervyn Morris? Morris, 72, was recently awarded the Order of Merit for 'distinguished contribution… Continue reading Jamaican Writers: Who is Professor Mervyn Morris? Poet Laureate of Jamaica

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Jamaican Poetry: Hurricane: Ivan, Di Terrible

By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe Yuh nuh hear wah a gwaan, Yuh nuh see how it go Duwn; Yuh nuh hear sey Ivan visit Jamdown. All di likkle picknie dem a comb di roadside, Carry bucket pon dem head an kotch it pon dem side. Di isle yah… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Hurricane: Ivan, Di Terrible

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Jamaican Poetry: Hurricane Sandy (Dance Sandy dance)

By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Denise N. Fyffe Hurricane Sandy blew very strong Kicked up her skirts Backed slapped Jamaica with her right hand; Sandy trampled across the Pedro Keys, tapping her heels as she sashayed across the Caribbean Sea; She whipped up the waves onto the Caribbean Terrace back streets, She moved… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Hurricane Sandy (Dance Sandy dance)

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Jamaican Poetry: Di man for me

By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe As a Jamaican ooman I would like to think, There is a Jamaican man who nah go mek mi boat sink. Him will tek mi by di hand and lead di way, An won’t run from di danger, him lef mi fi face.… Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Di man for me