POEM OF THE WEEK
Your glare, how it burns when it hits my skin,
Your eyes show the desires you have welled up within.
You make me uneasy with the intensity of your stare,
As of my physique you make me know you are aware.
A simple glance of appreciation would do,
Because then I could have given a smile that says "thank you".
But when I have to become the main focus of your attention,
And your smile says nothing that you are just making a notion.
It gives me the creeps because I can only but imagine what your thoughts are,
You look me up and down with a smirk that makes me glad I am afar.
What happened to subtle appreciation of woman's curves?
It's as if I have been captured by a ravenous beast that can't wait to be served.
Now I am very alert and grateful for the needed space that is put between us,
As my heart tries to settle the fear of what could transpire if there was no one else but us.
I should soon be glad as I realise I am out of the reach,
Of that intense glare that makes my skin crawl and my heart weak.
I am then reminded that through this town I was just passing,
As out of reach I am now, while in the comfort of home I am now basking.
- Marion S. Maragh
Insanity not to be revisited
Man-Man in V.S. Naipaul's
ALWAYS ran for elections
He always got 2 votes
The author could understand:
Man-Man would vote for himself
but who voted for Man-Man the village mad man ...
When Man-Man proclaimed himself to be Christ and heaved and hoisted himself to the cross with assistance from the crowd of course
And said "Stone Me Brethren"
He was not to mad to feel the pelting rocks
And utter in response expletives
But where was the insanity
Did they believe him to be Christ and therefore not human?
What was their excuse ... ?
They were insanely mad to stone him
is this some kind of
mob relief brutality?
Where is the madness?
Not to be revisited
That is why Man-Man
The Village Mad Man always had
One Vote in His Corner
- Helen-Ann Wilkinson
When you just lef country come a town
And yuh feel like a farin, and when dem talk bout it
Yuh did feel like a clown
Di xcitement yuh did feel, mi did wanda if it did real.
When yuh did just baptise
And all a yuh wicked ways dem yuh did tek time a realise
The Bible everyday yuh did waa read, to get up to God speed.
Now like a dog all a di Jamaica oman dem yuh waa breed
When yuh use to pray an fast
John 3:16, look like to yuh it lass
Now all yuh duh wid di oman dem is play an fass
When yuh just get yuh first car
An a ongle yuh an God use to par
Now ova some ediat jewellery and electronics yuh a war
Like a junkie, yuh need fi stop drink and come outa di bar
When yuh use to sleep wid yuh door open
Because people neva use to teef den
Now all yuh grill dem waa cut in
Tek yuh mada, sista, granny and even yuh gyaabige bin
Our fourth Prime Minista
No doubt him neva was a tricksta
Work fi what yuh want was his mata
Introduce maternity leave
Di man di wuk, him did affi pull up in sleeve
When outa door did use to sweet
Wid skate and cyaat a duh road, yuh use to dweet
Now ina house yuh lock up wid yuh lappy pan Facebook unda yuh sheet
When yuh neva have running wata
And yuh did affi walk all di way dung a one riva
Use di buckit pan yuh head wid di catta
When di Olympic race dem, yuh use to come sehcan
To di Americans, and now a just fuss yuh a come
Run weh leff Gatlin, di Gay and even dem Spearman
When yuh neva did a wuk
Walk up and dung wid yuh pockit bruck
And now yuh get di doe
Yuh a hype, yuh dirty colours dem yuh a show
Yuh remember where yuh coming from?
- Daron Chosen Smith
That Same Old Familiar Line
After we dance, I think there's a chance that you might want to spend a little more time with me.
And so I'm trying to find some new words to say to you before the evening is through.
But even with my best effort, I still can't come up with something nicer to say than 'I love you'.
I sure hope you won't mind me repeating that same old familiar line, the one that people in love often say.
For I know that when I get closer to you, I'll simply end up saying, 'Baby, I love you'.
I want to tell you something sweeter than anything that you've ever heard before.
But I guess there's just nothing sweeter to say to a very special person than 'I love you'.
And that same old familiar line is what I'm depending on tonight to capture your precious heart.
- Marlon Pitter
Sleep Hates Me
I can't understand why you should elude me so
I am not aware of when I might have betrayed you for you to up and go
Night after night I await your arrival to usher me into a sweet place
But more and more am I convinced of your recent dislike for me
As you stay away nights at a time
And when I call you leave me hanging
I am ready to make amends because without you I am on edge
I miss your caress and your embrace
The lull of your presence that rejuvenates my soul
I want you to come back and take control
I want to make right whatever wrongs there are
As I long for your love to be rekindled with mine once more
So I beg you to come back home as I long for your hold that is long and deep
As I prepare to enter a blissful sleep
- Marion Maragh