Best Jamaican Poems

Lazy afternoon repast can be found,
Resting under a sheltering palm.
While troubles melt amongst,
 Calm serenity.
Engulfed this careless castaway,
 Setting adrift.
Mingling surf unto spray, and mist.
Welcoming me to mine,
 Jamaican paradise.
Soft breezes carry aloft, high above,
 Calm tranquility.
Waves brush smooth crystal sands,
 Spreading eternally.
Enjoy vacations latitude...

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One time a barefooted pickney dancing on the street
I beat puhn pan an' wanda how life could be sweet
For my yai quadrilled to distant cling-cling roost and feel
A longing to change their parliament in my zeal
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(APROPOS OF THE MANY OF US: THE GREEN VILLAGE)


    PROLOGUE:

    Some don’t quite get it…
    Life will reveal it to you:
    Mothers are of God.

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THOUGHTS OF A JAMAICAN CHRISTMAS

I remember Christmas of yesteryear
Of John Canoe dancing with fife and drum
Horsehead would approach, it was scary but fun
And Scrippy scrappy looked like a real bum

Of Christmas breeze and Poinsettias red
Mixed with white Euphorbias in the flower bed
A visit to Nathans...

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I love everything Jamaican in 
you,,,frm islands of adventure, 
to the seductive appetite of my 
desires,,, served frm your 
plattered eyes stare, to the 
fresh water breeze, to the 
sandy beaches, of your playful 
touch....

Coast~to~Coast,,, all around 
the world, in rise of the horizon 
sun,...

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He danced on the decks of tossing ships, danced only for dimes
He danced to the lash and sound of whips, hip moving like dream
And when he reasoned, his words sublime brought heavenly climes
Dance from plantation to Greathouse, dancing in gully and stream
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PREFACE TO A JAMAICA FAREWELL

When I’m gone
remember me in tamarind season
reflecting the bitter
sweet of life we shared

Raise eyes 
to the ambers 
and blues of Caribbean skies

Listen to the thunder
and hear my soul 
soaring

In the searching winds of time
look for me in the ebb and flow
of...

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It’s that time of the year when the shimmering lights come alive.

It’s Christmas time...Joy… peace and happiness in our homeland Jamaica.   

The smell of mom baking the fruit cake with all the right spices and the aroma of hot chocolate tea permeates the...

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I have seen this river swell mighty
Like a woman with fetus near to come
I have seen it lift its burden heavy
Cottaless and laughing in its kingdom
        But to today is a different rainy day
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Fireflies
and glow-worms
crickets and frogs-
tropical sights and sounds 
to log

* a stroll

inspired by journal of Marianne North 1830-1890 Painter extraordinaire...

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Let me show you the perimeter first Diamond with cool edges like water
Upon the shroudless sunshine of thirst That is the constellation he was after
Four well clad figures on the perimeter And a single soul back in the middle
Women all tha their provisions straddle Big...

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At the heart of Marescaux Road’s Maroon and Gold
Lived a timid girl with dreams yearning to unfold.
An inner-city teen with a spirit aglow
Yet hidden in shadows, her potential lay low.

Then entered a teacher with passion ablaze
A beacon of hope, guiding through life’s maze.
With eyes full...

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Mama
Her patient love
Her caring voice
Her kind deeds
Her loving heart

A woman of integrity and pride
One who would do anything for her child

A wonderful person is she
Who gives of herself to all including me

Even though she can be strict
She can also be fun
When hard times come
She shines...

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This is not my life
Where is the remote
I wanna rewind
What was on my mind?

This is no joke
Was I on some dope?
Smoking shag or sniffing coke
Is there any hope
I just can’t cope

Wasted time in school
Ignoring all the rules
Thought I had the tool
Now winding up a fool

This...

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Looking forward all winter for my vacation 
A three-day excursion put on by We Are One Nation
We parked our RV’S near the foothill,
then hiked and climbed top of the cliff and met Will
When the sign appeared Reggae Pon the Mountain,
we were quickly escorted to the...

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