
Oh how my heart longs for you
to see the sun-kissed days and the evening dew
And the rocky slopes that lead to the sea
even the mystic rivers deep below the mountain's knees
Oh how my life is at a loss
to see your green-coated mountains on the aquatic blue canvas
And your rainbow splashed garden out on the rugged outbacks
even the dancing ocean that comes crashing on the waiting rocks
Oh how I miss that piece of rock
to see the countryside filled with crops
And the different people living together like crayons in a box
even the fresh green life arriving after each hurricane swirled by the map.
- Damion Spencer
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The Feeling Within Me
There's a passion that rests within my soul
A passion that impatiently waits to unfold.
There is a beat in my heart that I can feel
A beat that moves me each time you speak.
There's a volcano of feeling ready to explode
That I can't suppress or try to hold.
There's a feeling within me burning to be expressed
A melodious song that replays within my breast.
Is this vibrant buzz only in my heart?
Is this the feeling that sets me apart?
Or is it the song that continues to play
With the chirping of the male bird to its mate?
I have a feeling that threatens to unfold
A feeling that I believe will make us whole.
Do you know the feeling of which I speak?
A feeling that threatens to leave me weak-kneed?
It's a feeling of passion and of love
A feeling that God beheld when the world began.
It's a feeling that engulfs me each time I see your face
A feeling that brightens every minute of my day.
- Tricia Wint
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Unexpected Consequences
Sweet ecstasy
turned to a bitter reverie
as I must end your life to secure my own
Your life it seemed
was never meant to be
this shame will be mine alone
Yet deep at nights
I awaken in fright
as your cries beckon me to come
I try to block out the sounds
But my pain knows no bounds
as I realise you are gone
What I would give to take back that day
when I gave my innocence away
I regret to reap this seed I've sown
As this sweet ecstasy
Is now an uncomfortable memory
as I must end my life before my sin is known.
- Nackesha Elliott
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Abstract
Broken and abandoned she waits
Remnants of a past comprising promises never kept
Recollections of which, throw meaningless splashes on to her canvas
A picture painted in a form of disarray
Colours now being added, but in a pattern not comprehended
Or at least avoided
The presence of others, though acknowledged seem void
All while witnessing each rise and descent of the sun
Periods observed in a form of solitary confinement
Her variable rhythm looking for an equal wavelength
Comparable in not only pitch, but tone
Alike, not only through patterns, but in the meaning of their disarray
Allowing herself to open and calm the discontent, she feels it
A presence on par with what she deems the only true reality
All negated images dissipating
Allowing only the experience of a recognisable canvas
With colours she not only recognises, but wishes to remain
Hung in her gallery
- Sacha Hill
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Dot pon de Map
This dot pon de map, we little, we talawah, we deserve fe pop we collar, do de Gully Creeper, flash two lightning, we deserve a pat pon wi back,
Whether in a football, whether in a tracks,
You know seh even we jockey dem go foreign, horse racing den dominate dat,
Just introduce we to de sports, get we some good coaching and a little time, and we conquer dat,
Well right now, get something cool fe drink, have a seat as I give you, THE BEIJING FLASH BACK ...
World 100m (men) new world record 9.69 Jamaican-born Usain Bolt, World 200m (men) new world record 19.30 Jamaican-born Usain Bolt, World 4X100m relay (men) new world record 37.10 Jamaican-born Nester Carter, Michael Frater, Usain Bolt and Asafa Powell,
World 400m hurdles (women) new Olympic record 52.64 Jamaican-born Melaine Walker, Veronica Campbell win back her gold in a de 200 metre.
Fraser win gold, and Stewart and Simpson tie fi silver in a de women 100 metre.
When Jamaica flag raise and de national anthem start play in a de Bird Nest,
Goose bump full up mi skin, tears of joy run dung me face,
So much country in a de Olympics and little Jamaica anthem play 6 time,
Jamaica we bless, Jamaicans don't stop believing in yourselves,
Greatness, is one step up ...
- Richard A. Palmer