Tag: caribbean poetry

Choose Your Character

Choose Your Character

No author to write you in
or playwright to make you shine or dim
you can choose who you are 
from deep within.
You are your author, playwright and poet
you know your love language
and the code only you and only you
knowest.
In each chapter you choose your setting
VIP or the popular stand
only you can navigate either one
and decide who else will go along the stands.
The scenes may change
Living
eating
resting 
rejuvenating 
your Garden lands.
There you control the temperature
lighting, props and how the seasons arrange.
You are a literary craftsman
and your life is your masterpiece
so with it you must engage,

Dream Legs

Dream Legs

I dreamed a dream quite faraway
and dreamed that I was there.
The dream unfolded
bittersweet
because Defeat gave me a death stare.
So I dreamed yesterday,
today with my eyes wide open
to ensure the dream sequence remained unbroken.
I dreamed my dream foolishly
as I sleepwalked on thin air
and no one was there
to make sure that I could see my way clearly.

I dreamed a dream upon my bed
a comforting place to rest my head
but then again it kept me down
and so I could not be led nor found
where my dreams wanted me to go.
Then upon a bed my dreams lay dead
to the possibilities that they had.
I wrestled with them
taunted them but it was all in vain, 
in utter confusion and pain
they would not rise in fame.
But just when I had given up
ready to bury them in defeat
a celestial being came down and said
"to live your dreams 
you must give them feet".

Control: What You Do

Control: What You Do

Can you shape the universe
with the thoughts of your mind
bend shapes out of shape
and suspend time?

Can you make the clouds
burst forth their tears
and wash away
all those wasted years?

Can you see beyond your tomorrows
make the future bright
and sing sweetlullabyes
that will let you wake up in light?

Can you forget those steps
that took you to hell
that made it necessary
for you to reprent?

Can you can you
change your world
by taking this bittersweet land
and mould them with your hands?

Cup of Suffering

Cup of Suffering

This cup has blood on it
the stench of fear
and dispair
reels hovac on it
terrifying it
into submission.
This cup has seen storms
and strive
that has made dents in it
dents as wide as the ocean 
as deep as the deepest chasm.
This cup has drowned many-
a-sorrows
many-
a-tears.
This cup while full
promises abundance
a fee for your suffering.
This cup promises healing,
salvation
another day to drink and be alive.
This cup is blessed
by the carrier of the light.

From A Quiet Place

From A Quiet Place

From a quiet place
discern and learn
process and unlearn
stop pleasing
start leading
never be led.
The enemy is in your head
you must vanquish it there
then without fear
leap from that quiet place
and brandish your Atlantis Spear.

Over the Rainbow

Over the Rainbow

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
And the dreams that you dream of
Dreams really do come true...

They do.
Dreams do come true
if you can get on the other side.
But how to?
How to get through
the highways and byways of Hopeless Way.
Do we sing it into existence?
Dance perhaps?
Should we check the fortune teller?
The blind one in the tent?
No.
We need to find the Rainbow Bridge.
Get over it
and follow the candles that are lit
to get to it.

Which Road Will You Take

Which Road Will You Take

There are two roads ahead
and both you dread
because you asked for them
and your prayer was answered.
Now you must decide 
which is best
and which will bring your end.
Nothing gained without a loss
this is what they say.
But if one you choose
know that the other you will lose.
sweet sweat of blood
river red
remind you 
you are mortal.
Now on knees deathly shredded
you must seek relief
from this decision
that trapes you in delirium tremens...