Bloganuary - Day 6 - Write a short story or poem about rain. Trinidadians say, "It's setting up to rain." The sky is giving us forewarning that a downpour is on the near horizon, if not just above us. Tidal blockades of water are waiting to wash into our lives, and rain on our parades. … Continue reading Setting up to Rain
Tag: Poetry
Painting outside the lines
I’m tired,
of losing all my colours,
to a black stripe that does not embrace hard work and spirit.
Ayiti
Ayiti my soul wept when I saw you,
And I’ve since forgotten you,
but never in spirit..
Obzen
And now she’s outgrown this place and gone away..my obzen, a reflection of the moments that make this life worthwhile.
Friend
Friend If I cross the line, it cannot be undone Your hormones are talking to me And your touches no longer feel friendly And I, well I take any opportunity to get closer inside the gap made by our standing space I feel your stares and feel the warm impression they leave on my face … Continue reading Friend
Island Antiquity
Island antiquity It could disarm you Buh doh let it mamaguy you Strange and sour It have a sweet way of play Every island have it own sing song way to say “We cyah be trusted!” If only it was so easy And we knew that from birth So dat we wouldn’t live with so … Continue reading Island Antiquity
day one
Water can only be held back for just so long..
that night became day one.
The Boxer
11th round, and body swole inside, 12th approaching, it's a fight for pride. Whether coach or trainer, manager or supporter, the boxer enters alone. Sweat underarm, breathing out psalms..'tuck left..jab right'..'duck..fight' shoulders weak but don't drop ‘em tired spirit but don't give in take the pain to the body this round is mine only me … Continue reading The Boxer
Sunly
I must give up the pride of showing you what you’ve missed out. I show up everyday just to show you in every way, this is what you’ve said no to. You turned aside and didn’t see how lovely, my bright blues could haunt you. If you’d only have looked at me for just one … Continue reading Sunly
Mad at myself
Mad at myself for letting the moment pass and every moment that ever was that was not because I did not own my space and claim the moment before it passed and not afterwards. - janberry.30Nov2018.midnight.. ..yet another moment in time. in my head plays::: My Way (Remix) - Fetty Wap ft Drake