Selection of poems from our readers
Softly I heard the gentle knocking at my heart
Persistent, consistent, seeking to take a part
Ignored, but still my attention it sought
Then the longing starts, tugging, it tears me apart
Intrigued, timidity halt, curiously I
ventured to see
What this insistence meant
For surely this intrusion I resent.
It offered all that I sought
Beckoned for me to open my heart
fingers of passion, soothingly massaging my skin
propelling me to where I never imagined
Eroding all my resistance, it entered in
Then gradually, calmly, I conceded
To this tranquil sensation heeded torrents of joy flooding my soul, my heart
This tantalising tillilation ignited a spark
Oh! How delightful, mesmerising me totally
Intoxicated, I delved eagerly, loving the excitability
Captivated, enthralled I grasp this reality
I almost scream,
Do you know what this means?
I had no option but to yield
to this amazing, enticing tranquillity.
Adorable, angelic, how ravishing thou art
Bewitching me with your radiance without a thought
Surrendered. Your dazzling splendour I no longer fought
Captured, I succumbed to that alluring aura you brought.
Every moment I breathe, I call you mine
For you everything I leave behind
None can be compared, your beauty so sublime
My perfect addition, to you myself I resign
With you I lose myself, without you I find myself wanting to be lost again
Enamoured with ecstasy from you I cannot refrain
In your arms forever I want to stay
Your awesomeness hypnotises me; I can't stray
Your perpetual love doesn't just fill my heart
But envelops, encompasses every part.
Heightened, cherished those memorable moments with you
Passion surges, racing through my blood like nothing I ever experienced
Contentment etched in the contours of my veins reminds me of your existence
Within me happiness grew
There is no other place I would rather be but with you
Basking in your royalty, proclaiming your
Transcending, evoking in me something new
Lord, to you I will remain forever true.
- Winsome Miles
My black queen
As I gaze through her eyes which signify the colour of valentines
And her eyelids that bear a marvellous texture of skin colour
Which is so beautiful to behold,
Beyond that I could see a flowing river of water crystal and clear
And in the midst of it I could see a small patch of land
Which bringeth forth a fruit tree that was so astonishing
Because of the sight of its beauty,
"Fear not" I heard as I turn to see where this commanding and
Divine voice was coming from and as I turn my eyes was dazzled
At the sight of his presence,
"This is the fruit tree of divinity which I have instilled within her,"
He said as my heart felt obedient and calm,
"She is a black woman in the sight of man,
A humble servant in the sight of god,
But in your eyes she will be a black, beautiful queen which will
bear the fruits of faithfulness, Gentleness, peace and long-
And unto you she was given and you will call her MOM."
ó Travea Davis
"I'd rather hurt you honestly than mislead you with a lie."
I don't know this man
I don't, I don't know
we nuh know yuh
three times till the chickens came to roost
that's why I really don't like the Lenten
Holy Week, Good Friday, bound to bring a crucifixion
and a resurrection
It was the women first to tell the news
to break free of those grave clothes
no one never grease my palm
have nothing to wave but my heart
if it were not that you made a difference in my life
and was there in my grief
I would not be what I believe today
I'm on that stage performing shinning
more than "thinking aloud"
acting it all out!
"yuh think seh me done"
I am no predator
it is a relay
if you drop the baton instant disqualification
the race is over on the 'last leg'
"Eye hath not seen nor ear heard" the Miracles God does for His people!
ó Helen-Ann Elizabeth Wilkinson
Man vs Nature
Man is the most deceptive
Yet they tend to oversee nature
Carved with fine wood
Rooted with knowledge as they should
Moulded with camouflage
Clothed with leaves of sabotage
Appears still in rough winds
Yet vulnerable to manly sins
Blinded by lack of sight
Covered by the deafening night
Innocence absorbed by life's soil
Reproduced as the world's
Tainted by hatred, deception and greed
Soon buried as a tiny, lifeless seed
Then ... it will become too late
To recover from this entombed state
Terrified by his own breathing
'til his heart finally stops
People whispering ...
"He was corrupted by his own nature
Confused 'til death paid off his wager."
ó Shuancie Barrett
Today I felt lost
Not in the thick jungles of the Amazon
With its impenetrable
But within the stained glass windows of a cathedral
Amid piped organ music the embodiment of ecclesiastical sophistication
Sitting there in an atmosphere
Of the ambience of holiness
While deep within me there was a feeling of complete loneliness
As the congregrants simply passed me by
As they beamed a convivial hi
To friends and family within the church
And I felt left completely in the lurch
As if I did not exist
And as I sought to make my way through the mist
Of non-personhood within the fellowship of Christian
I felt like Robinson Crusoe out at sea
As I sought to grapple with the conflicting emotions
Deep within me
- Errington Johnson