Bajan Poetry Society

Becoming A President

2011-12-03T16:58:28Z

I saw the list of requirement for becoming president in the USA and I never expected that becoming a president would not require more stringent qualifications. The good about this is that anyone can seek legitimately to become president; the bad thing is that anyone can seek legitimately to become president too. Hopefully, the forces of good and fair democracy will elect the most required candidate. Now, if only we can make requirements our needs

Becoming A President

Barack Obama left his trail;

Emulate it and you can never fail

Careful steps along the way

Obama played it cool that’s why he’s president today

Men on their way to becoming a president will know

It’s important to have a clean record to show

Not just the Birth Certificate but a list of things

Got to have charisma, nerves of steel and the leverage good support brings

A skeleton free closet, thick skin, you must be 35 years or more

Prospects must have lived at least 14 years in the US and never served before

Requirements for becoming president don’t indicate

Education, wide knowledge, good family ties or ability to debate

So few are the qualifications for becoming president but we know

It’s important to have lots of good qualities because it’s no pony show

Do not think of being President if you can’t rise above men

Equaling their morals and standards are not enough my friend

Nominations should narrow the candidates and throw the phonies away

There is much required of you on Becoming A President in the great USA

See the Book Path to the White House on becoming a president

Or Vist the Blog Becoming A President

My Name Is Michael Western

2010-12-21T13:12:00Z

I have been writing but not posting my recent poems, the pressure of Christmas seems to have gotten to me. Today however I must make an exception since it is a very important date for a very important person. I sent it off to her and she loved it. Now that is the kind of reaction that warms a person’s heart. This poem may not have great significance to you but to her it was “awesome”

My Name Is Michael Western

Movies can be a favorite pass time

You’ll get pleasure from men fighting crime

Not just cops but lawyers and now Burn Notice men too

Any one suddenly cut from their undercover agency do

Michael Western specializes in making wrongs right

Evildoers are demolished with his cunning and might

In the new TV series he changes personalities

Switching in to roles that require his expertise

My sister is generally equaled to shifting roles

I see her become doctor, carpenter, driller of holes

Caring for family and strangers for pets purposely

Her favorites are the family dogs but she

Accepts the neighborhood cats like Ginger and the rest

Every action is unselfish and nothing done with protest

Love and assertive Christian values make her with no doubt

When a crisis steps in she will jump to put the fire out

Every time she can be counted on to be first at your door

She gives her all and will give a whole lot more

To help you if conditions allowed and so like the spy

Every wrong she will fight to right, she will certainly try

Rest will come easier when she is in your corner

No MacGyver or Michael Western is any where better

Did You See Him

2010-11-17T16:41:00Z

What a glorious era this is when technology allows you to see what is going live for miles and miles away. When my friend called me and I saw her new born baby, it was as if I was there with her and her husband, in the same room, sharing their joy. I’ll plant a Rose and keep it for him

Did You See Him

Did you see their little baby

In arms resting peaceably

Delightfully sweet, did you, see?

You see how with experience he stayed

On mommy’s bosom and quietly laid

Unconcern of troubles, not yet afraid

See too his beautiful lips and chin

Eyes not yet debuting and sun not yet on skin

Enjoying being on the outside where kisses and embraces begin

He is the center of attraction, the apple of the eye

Incredible bundle of joy in this little guy

Mikko is a blessing, Did You See Him, their gift from on high

Paula Hinds

2010-11-16T18:06:00Z

I was privileged to hear her sing recently and although it was not at the kind of event that I would have been looking for talent, I totally enjoyed her singing. I came away believing that she sings better than one of the classical greats that my family often compares here to. Today we celebrate her birthday and I wish her the very best.

Paula Hinds

Pure in voice and personality

An angel who sings to God’s glory

Unbelievable but if you can hear

Lyrics sung beyond compare

And when she sings harps play

Her voice echoes them in a melodious way

I know it’s a gift Lord and she does too

Never refusing to use it for service to you

Delighting your ears as she makes her joyful noise

She has a blessing which your people enjoys

And Mikko Makes Three

2010-11-16T16:44:00Z

So happy, so proud and so tired. The couple welcomes their first child, a baby boy who was here after 40 minutes of delivery time. She had a beautiful and blessed pregnancy which resulted from a wonderful union. The labor was similarly blessed and now this child that arrived on Thursday November 11, 2010 at 7:58am weighing 7lbs 7ozs and measuring 19.5 ins.

And Mikko Makes Three

A proud father he is today

Now God’s miracle and all is okay

Divine Father blessed them with this little boy

Mikko he will me called and his life they’ll enjoy

It is expected that he will keep them up nights late

Keep them changing and feeding him but it will be great

Kind Father entrusted them with his little soul

On them to turn to, his troubles they will console

Mend bruises and treat insect bites

Assist him with studies and keep him from fights

Knees he will be taught are used to pray

Earnest praises to the Lord and to thank him each day

So many responsibilities come in so little a package

Turned up at 7:58am, 7lb 7oz. with obvious lineage

He looks like his dad although measuring inches 19.5

Really small by comparison but in time he will thrive

Eventually will be taller than his mom, may be dad too

Enjoy your baby boy Mikko and know God loves you

The Rihanna Haters

2010-11-15T13:11:00Z

I haven’t written to this blog in a while, but I think the writer of the blog either. It seems like facebook is the new play toy for most to vent your views and amass support. Blogs still offer some freedoms that to accomplish on facebook thy will not be consider freedoms. I am still learning how to creating effective pages!

The Rihanna Haters

Tattoos! OMG! [mine-Oh My Goodness] Good Girl Gone Bad

Hair styles galore, wha wrong wid the one she had

Every outfit getting skimpier, wha wrong wid she

Robyn lost she focus! Or have we?

It didn’t matter to me what she wore

Her schedule was planned months before

And she broke engagements to be in Bim

No matter what the cost she paid her respects to him

Not showing up would have been understandable to me

And to have shown up says she’s a special celebrity

Having the care to put everything scheduled on hold

And the power to do it, so she controlled

Them all to be here, to say farewell

Every hater focused on dress, bag, hat but from what I can tell

Rihanna came wearing empathy, a sense of national lost and grief

She was focused where you ought to have been, that’s my belief

Laura Gauss

2010-11-14T17:22:00Z

I tried my Bajan because I know how much you must miss hearing and reading the Bajan vernacular. Remember how much fun you got from all the local artistes here and some of the region’s best too. Well I am far from good but I think I am a little better that the foreigners that you now live among, may be you are specking like them

Laura Gauss

Look I thought you did gine keep in touch

And thee years gone an I ‘aint hear you much

Until I can hear you again

Rest assure you automatically stop aging

Automatically stop getting old

Got to hear you again and until then yah age on hold

Ah wannah celebrate but you still is 25

Unable now to determine how long you’d been alive

So try and keep in touch ‘cause I doan know wha tah say

Should be 30,35,40 wha evah, have a Happy Birthday!

See your Card

A Bud On Her Rose Vines

2010-11-11T16:57:00Z

Oh what excitement, what good news. God has once more smiled upon us and has given our sister a glorious baby with his kind mercy. Today she delivered a miracle of love, kept all okay and now is prepared to continue with her new family. I pray God’s continued blessings upon them

A Bud On Her Rose Vines

Along the flower garden were the rose vines

Beautifully organized in perfect lines

Unmatched arrangements in shades of green

Did not notice recent changes, hadn’t yet seen

On one of the roses was a sure sign

Nature did the usual blessing and we did find

Her beautiful miniature blossom there on a tree

Every flower that was around waited to see

Ready for a safe opening and taking more time than all

Red little blossom was determined for its curtain call

On Sunday gone we awoke expecting it then

Signs were unclear but still we waited for when

Eyes and ears will at last meet but it wasn’t then to be

Very expected was the blossom’s arrival, all wanted to see

It wasn’t until Thursday the blossom showed a piece of heaven

Night gone Morning awoke and after taking forty at 7:58, 7lbs 7

Everything was as pretty and as beautiful as the Lord said it would be

Sunshine, a beautiful blossom, a day’s miracle and God smiling at me

Reflection - Death

2010-11-10T02:37:00Z

I want to reflect on death for a moment. The fact is that although the body passes on there are certain things of individuals that will stay with us. These may be simple things like the way they open a can, or sat in a specific chair. Sometimes they leave with us methods that we use all of our lives, like recipes or how to bring the car in the garage. When a person dies simple but very important things live on.

Reflection

Remember me when I am gone

Even though my body left my spirit lives on

Forget the trivial, they can pass away

Let the more precious memories we shared stay

Encourage the thought that a part of me remained

Carry on the models I casted and the methods I trained

The steps where I cut paths to be followed

I tried to build you foundations and never wallowed

On my laurels because the examples I wanted to set

Now that I’ve gone these parts of me you must never forget

His Dash For Me

2010-11-09T18:07:00Z

You may know of the DASH that separates our date of birth and our death on our tombstone and how, although it bears significance, is treated as if it is worth no more than the minus sign it resembles. A facebook friend asked that we look at the DASH again and I did

This is what the DASH was to me

His Dash For Me

He was born on Christmas day

In the most loving time they say

So it was his destiny

David, our Prime Minister was meant to be

As he was, living all his years

Sharing with others and quelling fears

He lived his DASH trying to impart

Family First with his generous heart

Opened doors for the downtrodden men

Risked all to stop Violence and Crime from spreading

My Prime Minister and yours lived his DASH fully

Equal rights to all and dreamt of a Barbados with Love and Unity

The Tributes Given at His Alma Mater

2010-11-07T00:05:00Z

The Combermerians had a night of tributes to their fallen comrade and the evening to all was incredible. They had a late start largely due to an accident on the stadium road that prevent passage and created gridlocks

When they finally got started there was tributes that were sent in my mail and read by the MC and tributes in song, poetry, speeches, adlibs, orchestral the whole works. One sure thing was apart from the Hon. David J H Thompson being loved buy many, Combermerians are very talented.

The Tributes Given at His Alma Mater

They postponed their function twice before

However they decided for Friday 5, two hours pass four

Evening came to sunny day but at twenty-five minutes after five

The rain pour to threaten it again but plans stayed alive

Ready earlier than expected he got on his way

In his car with 15 minutes grace he was “pressing on” to pay

Brotherly friend from his Alma Mater the final tributes

Unconditional respect through the musical evening with oratory salutes

The National Anthem was played with orchestral genius

Everyone sung the school, then a prayer and Peter welcomed us

Sung a Hymn then remarks by the principal of the school’s parlance

Got a duet, the choir then Charlie spoke of his “zero tolerance”

Insightful and historical and mostly

Venerably comical, like good old Charlie

Eloquence followed from David’s much spoke of Rastafari

Narrated advice to the family and poetry far better than I

A vocal solo, an extraordinary violin solo then the orchestra again

Tributes from Janice then from Neville a most hilarious showing

He imitated Charlie as David would often request

It was spot on and his tribute gut wrenching, the best

Soon another Hymn then a Gaye and Stephen duet

A rendition unmatched by some of the best artistes yet

Lawrence sung after the orchestra played

Mark had a crisp steel pan solo after Mrs Pile relayed

All the old time secrets of what might have been the drive

Making folk run to the ISCF and keeping traditions live

Another excellent Solo by Paula then solos by Andreen and Dionne

The sung another hymn, prayed and the school song

Exe. President, MC thanked us, he had read two of my pieces too

Raised the Anthem and finally I felt closure to the man I knew

Farewell To The Prime Minister

2010-11-04T21:26:00Z

Farewell to a true friend and great person who brought happiness to many of his friends, family and the people of Barbados. This prime Minister served as Prime Minister only 2 years but he brought more change in the short space of time than others in full terms. The Hon. David J H Thompson has left a great legacy and the people of Barbados say thank you.

Farewell To The Prime Minister

Father you gave him and soon you took him away

And there are questions what these actions say

Reactions are generally the same tune

Everyone thinks he is gone to soon

When such a special person dies

Excessive will be the peoples’ cries

Lord you know this man that all came to know

Loved one, leader, confidant and friend they didn’t want to go

This time is and any other would be, hard to bear

Only you Father knew the time he’d leave here

To this end we say a fond farewell

He served the people outstandingly and from what they can tell

Excellent was the service he gave to you

Putting his all to help others meant he was helping you too

Righting wrongs against the downtrodden and giving them a chance

Investing endless time to make Families First his stance

Made you Father his guide when uncertainty was ahead

Ecumenical inauguration and religion widespread

Ministers trusted him and their constituents too

In his own St. John he was loved by many and all he knew

Nationhood he preached and that the people be as one

International strains will ease he said if we’d better get along

Shared his dream of a people who lived with love and unity

There is so much he left as his legacy

Ever merciful Father my people wish to give him this final adieu

Rest In Peace Mr. Prime Minister, Barbados says Farewell to you

Don’t Panic Bim

2010-11-04T00:19:00Z

The island said farewell today to one of its greatest treasures, the Hon. David J H Thompson, the Prime Minister of Barbados. We did so with a celebration of his life as it was eulogized by two of his very close friends Brian Clarke and Hartley Henry. One of “Thompy’s” pet phrases was Don’t Panic and oh too often we heard it around the time we most needed to.

Don’t Panic Bim

Dear Lord you took his body today

Our time with him is over though the memories will stay

Nothing can take them away from us

Thanks Father for giving him to Barbados

People may say his term wasn’t long

And that he left without righting the wrong

No, not true, tens of thousands have hope because he

Invested his time while devoted to friend and family

Cared enough to set standards others may emulate

Built us into firm craftsmen of our fate

I see all his work and all we owe to him

Mostly I hear him whispering Don’t Panic Bim

Hope For The Best Prepare For The Worst

2010-11-03T17:54:00Z

The Best is that I not only have good memories of my friend but that I can continue to live the dream that he had for us all, to put family first. The worst that can happen is that his legacy fades with time. In life my friend was greater, in death he shall be might

Hope For The Best Prepare For The Worst

Hold me to your bosom my God, I feel to cry

Our dear leader, confidant and friend, why did he die

Prime Ministers are not supposed to go like this, are they?

Even though others died, why did he have to pass away

Farewell dear friend you taught me

One must never put anything before family

Rest assure that I don’t but I feel like we are one

Today they buried you and it’s hard to believe you’re gone

Hard to let go of the memories we share

Every year we spent together while at Combermere

But today you left to go to God’s promised place

Eternity of life wearing a smile on your face

Somehow I know you are better off so I must let go

This Paradise you are off to you deserve it I know

People have been hearing of your many attributes

Realizing you were as comfortable with royalty as with grassroots

Everyone has seen the treasure we knew

Pleased to learn your friendships were all true

And they tried to compress your life in two eulogies

Really personal from Brian and Hartley, professional qualities

Eulogies are limited to time governed by organizers designs

For us to speak of your life we’ll need more than these lines

Our words can never summarize the magnitude of your heart

Recall the essence of the intensions you had from the start

Tributes were all great but they would need be

Having to describe individual perspectives truthfully

Experiences we all had with this loyal friend

Were immeasurable, and fully extend

Over years, age, creed and always too

Race, political affiliations, whatever he loved you

So long dear leader, confidant and friend

Today we say farewell but our memories shall never end

Don’t Want Another Man

2010-11-03T17:36:00Z

I read a post from one of the facebook friends and she was great. She expressed the worst beating ever. I was very impressed with it and moved to write the following acrostic.

Don’t Want Another Man

Domestic violence would take a back seat

On the viciousness I experienced at his feet

Never were there blows so fast and furious

There is no reason why they do this to us

We always stepped aside to dodged their blows

All their fury and gust and who knows

Not once having done a deserving deed

To be so brutally battered like a herd in stampede

And then a blow that out my lights

No blow like this even in the worse of fights

One blow again and the water out

The tears were flowing but that was the only water about

He cut my communication, stopped my calls

Even destroyed the buildings, their roofs and walls

Ruins though not as bad as from Katrina, Ivan, David and Gilbert

More brutal siblings that wreaked havoc and cause greater hurt

And so I hope Tomas was last of Mother Nature’s plan

No more for me Barbados, I Don’t Want Another Man

The Roads To Follow

2010-11-02T15:37:00Z

In life there will many roads some divided into lanes. Although you can travel in the same direction you may end up at different destinations. We must learn when to cross lanes when to change the method of what we are doing to remain in the true destination. Raising kids will require your all and they cannot be expected to respond to the same treatment and theories. God has your road map and once you use his guidance all days are blessed.

The Roads To Follow

There are many roads and many turns on each

Heard of the dangerous paths, and the lanes we breach

Each path has areas thriving, and areas dying too

Roads people will navigate even if things go blue

One day you see a painful road, a hard one to take

And then ambulate lanes carefully, avoiding a mistake

Don’t give in to the fear, strain, stress and doubt

Survey alternatives and leave the doubtful lanes out

Take the earlier problems, turning all into your guide

Our Father above is there, in Him everyone may confide

Four kids each are paths with ways that are unique

Original ideas, queer and of times behavior meek

Life will offer various meanderings, your life is there

Let them learn their way but never from their sides veer

Open your hearts to your eager young and show the way

When you amble these ways every day is a blessed day

Same poem different acrostic highlighted

The Roads To Follow

Happy Anniversary

THere are many roads and many turns on each

Heard of the dangerous paths, and the lanes we breach

Each path has areas thriving, and areas dying too

Roads people will navigate even if things go blue

One day you see a painful road, a hard one to take

And then ambulate lanes carefully, avoiding a mistake

Don’t give in to the fear, strain, stress and doubt

Survey alternatives and leave the doubtful lanes out

Take the earlier problems, turning all into your guide

Our Father above is there, in Him everyone may confide

Four kids each are paths with ways that are unique

Original ideas, queer and of times behavior meek

Life will offer various meanderings, your life is there

Let them learn their way but never from their sides veer

Open your hearts to your eager young and show the way

When you amble these ways every day is a blessed day

The Anniversary Card

Same poem another acrostic highlighted

The Roads To Follow

And God’s Blessings

There are many roads and many turns on eAch

Heard of the dangerous paths, and the lanes we breach

Each path has areas thriving, and areas dying too

Roads people will navigate even if things Go blue

One day you see a painful road, a hard one to take

And then ambulate lanes carefully, avoiding a mistake

Don’t give in to the fear, strain, stress and doubt

Survey alternatives and leave the douBtful lanes out

Take the earlier problems, turning all into your guide

Our Father above is there, in Him everyone may confide

Four kids each are paths with ways that are unique

Original ideas, queer and of times behavior meek

Life will offer various meanderings, your life is there

Let them learn their way but never from their sides veer

Open your hearts to your eager young and show the way

When you amble these ways every day is a blessed day

The union came together – note I was there when they did and thus the common sharing og “I” in their names

Same poem yet another Acrostic Highlighted

The Roads To Follow

Adrian Mavine

There are mAny roads and Many turns on each

Heard of the dangerous paths, and the lanes we breach

Each path has areas thriving, and areas dying too

Roads people will navigate even if things go blue

One day you see a painful road, a hard one to take

And then ambulate lanes carefully, avoiding a mistake

Don’t give in to the fear, strain, stress and doubt

Survey alternatives and leave the doubtful lanes out

Take the earlier problems, turning all into your guide

Our Father above is there, in Him everyone may confide

Four kids each are paths with ways that are unique

Original ideas, queer and of times behavior meek

Life will offer various meanderings, your life is there

Let them learn their way but never from their sides veer

Open your hearts to your eager young and show the way

When you amble these ways every day is a blessed day

Cherie – four unique kids

Nash – creative with behavioral changes

Adri – many directions in life and finally settled by MS, note the word meanderings contain Adri and starts with M and finishes with S

Lana – the most educated of the kids

Same poem new acrostic highlighted

The Roads To Follow

Cherie, Nash, Adri, Lana

There are many roads and many turns on each

Heard of the dangerous paths, and the lanes we breach

Each path has areas thriving, and areas dying too

Roads people will navigate even if things go blue

One day you see a painful road, a hard one to take

And then ambulate lanes carefully, avoiding a mistake

Don’t give in to the fear, strain, stress and doubt

Survey alternatives and leave the doubtful lanes out

Take the earlier problems, turning all into your guide

Our Father above is there, in Him everyone may confide

Four kids eaCh are paths with ways that are unique

OrigiNal ideas, queer and of times behavior meek

Life will offer various meAnderings, your life is there

Let them Learn their way but never from their sides veer

Open your hearts to your eager young and show the way

When you amble these ways every day is a blessed day

This is the poem showing all of its acrostics , deliberately to demonstrated the ramifications of life

The Roads To Follow

Happy Anniversary And God’s Blessings

Adrian Mavine

Cherie Nash Adri Lana

THere are mAny roads and Many turns on eAch

Heard of the dangerous paths, and the lanes we breach

Each path has areas thriving, and areas dying too

Roads people will navigate even if things Go blue

One day you see a painful road, a hard one to take

And then Ambulate lanes carefully, avoiding a mistake

Don’t give in to the fear, strain, stress and doubt

Survey alternatives and leave the douBtful lanes out

Take the earlier problems, turning all into your guide

Our Father above is there, in Him everyone may confide

Four kids eaCh are paths with ways that are unique

OrigiNal ideas, queer and of times behavior meek

Life will offer various meAnderings, your life is there

Let them Learn their way but never from their side veer

Open your hearts to your eager young and show the way

When you amble these ways every day is a blessed day

Bajans Didn’t Like To Mas

2010-10-31T22:52:00Z

We all have our own experiences of this storm Tomas which tore through the island of Barbados early Saturday morning Oct 30 at approximately 2:00 am, exactly 7 days after the lost of our Prime Minister. There may be no significance to this but these two marks on history’s page will forever be tragedies upon the people of Barbados

Bajans Didn’t Like To Mas

By Friday evening we were told

A storm was approaching put yah plans on hold

Just after work the signs were there

A dark stillness enveloped the air

No birds in the evening sky

Settled in early and so did I

Didn’t hear much until the flap of a blind

I got up at 3 am and then to find

Darkness and howling winds all around

Never saw so much debris on the ground

There were branches and galvanized sheets

Large trash cans rolling down the streets

I saw in a distance a torn roof

Kept watching from my window for this damning proof

Easterly is generally safe but not immune

Tomas howled at 75mph with his destructive tune

Our homes destroyed, trees fallen and roads blocked

Many utilities off and a nation shocked

All so soon after our leader was snatched away

Storm Tomas one week afterwards woke me to another sorrowful day

The Delight of MS

2010-10-31T13:50:00Z

Disease can overcome our bodies but doesn’t have to touch our spirit. After my illness I wrote many poems and reconnected with many friends. The things I wanted to express for a lifetime I’m only now getting the time. For many reasons I am grateful for these last, almost 6 years.

Today I will celebrate another year to wish my friend happiness and send blessings on this special day.

The Delight of MS

These many things we grow to know

Have friends we’ll meet and places we’ll go

Every circumstance a blessing from above

Do things honestly and do things with love

Earnestly we’ll pray for things we need

Like health, love and in life succeed

It’s a better lesson we will come to learn

God’s will isn’t everything that we’ll yearn

How gracious to see the positive though they hide

To hear another’s murmurs when they confide

Or to be there to cling to them when they need you

For support during testing times, in sorrow and pain too

My good friend, I am thankful for your support all the way

So here is a prayer of thanks and blessings on your Birthday

I Was Up From Early Today

2010-10-30T14:13:00Z

I went to bed unusually early for this week and was up early, very early. The cold night was calling me and I turned and never got back to sleep. I just stayed there and observe as the emotions grew unbearable when I got up

I Was Up From Early Today

It was getting long

Well-built and strong

All ready to hit

Such energy to emit

Untiring before

Pushed and pushed more

Ferocious indeed

Relentless greed

Once was not enough

More tossing, more rough

Eager to strike

And with a force like

Rumblings from a quake

Like winds tornadoes make

You can not express

The fury, the mess

Only in awe that it could

During all this feel so good

And he came rested only to come again then moved away

You see I experienced Tomas, I Was Up From Early Today

They Couldn’t Contain The Tears

2010-10-29T15:53:00Z

I just got back from the viewing the body of my Prime Minister and long time friend and I am not sure that this I had closure. I saw too many people there that were concerned about me, it distracted me from what I went to do and their sorrow started me thinking of times gone by and faces I once knew and I was lost it the passage of time.

They Couldn’t Contain The Tears

The somber mood was set the skies were gray

Had a stillness that enveloped this sorrowful day

Eyes hazed and features distorted with grief

You could sense the denial, the disbelief

Combermerians young and Combermerians old

On this day lived their saddest told

Unsure how and didn’t care why

Life should not be denied so soon from such a needed guy

Darker grew the day and redder the eyes

Nothing is as hard as when such a loved soul dies

The soldiers were braced with their heads bowed

Couldn’t pay any attention to the mourning crowd

Once I got there I looked but couldn’t see

Not with my friend so far away from me

They didn’t consider those with fading sight

And I stared for a while just hoping I might

In a moment revert to my youthfulness

Notice his face and his final dress

The moment never came but all the same

He was there I know it though he couldn‘t answer his name

Eyes close and then I said a prayer

Take my friend to Paradise Lord and soon I’ll be there

Everything and everyone sparked a memory

A day of happiness and laughter held deep inside of me

Released from where I kept it all of these years

Suddenly the clouds burst They Couldn’t Contain The Tears

Time To Say Goodbye

2010-10-29T15:00:00Z

Today I will brave my emotions and the horror of clothing to spend just one last chance with my friend’s body. I know that it is only a shell and that his soul has long left but like a picture of memories, his body will bring the nostalgia of many years together and closure that he no longer is. Today I will see him for the last as he lies resting. Farewell my Prime Minister, the Honorable David John Howard Thompson.

Time To Say Goodbye

The body of my friend will be at Combermere

I will go to view him while he lays there

Many others too will come to say their final goodbyes

Every old scholar in shades to cover red, swollen eyes

Take his soul Lord and leave these frail remains

Our sorrow has left a trail of teardrop stains

Showing the path to where his body will reside

A sanctuary we will hold sacred for all far and wide

Your faithful servant while he was here

Gave his all to all and quelled your people’s fear

Our lives are the better to have known this great

Our tears fall profusely but his life we celebrate

Dear Lord our leader, love one, confidant and friend

Bravely battled his enemy right to the very end

You were there Lord with him, you knew he needed to try

Embrace his soul for eternity as we take Time To Say Good-bye

Please see this Card

The One The Leader Our Friend

2010-10-28T16:09:00Z

Thanks to Kim from facebook I was moved to write again about our Prime Minister, The One, The leader, Our friend. I will be first to apologize if my writing becomes repetitious but I am feeling the same remorse and the tears do not change nor does he. My words flow like tear drops and wet the page to form the acrostic poems.

The One The Leader Our Friend

The country mourns I feel its pain

Honorable David Thompson shall never smile again

Every one in my home is sorrowful and cries

Openly, we never had chance to say our good-byes

Never took the time to remind him that we feel

Especially bless because he was at the wheel

This ship was sinking but he was plugging the holes

He mended so much in two years when he assumed his roles

Enjoyed serving the people and always he

Laughed away the trivial and focused on duty

Encourage those around him to do the same

Always he lead to help and not for glory and fame

Didn’t stray from his promises but may practically delay

Execution until he thought we had reached a more suitable day

Remembering our Prime Minister I close my eyes and see

One special leader with astute ability

Unique design and unmatched protocol

Remembering our Prime Minister I admire his recall

Friend to all and would turn away none

Rose to each challenge and worked until it was done

I was privileged to call the Prime Minister my buddy

Ever since our Alma Mater and we continued faithfully

Nothing in life separated him from loyalty and although life may end

Death shall not separate us from The One, The Leader, Our Friend.

Say Mongooses Please

2010-10-27T16:50:00Z

The call in program had an unusual twist. It seems the professor that host the program read an email and scuffed the word “mongooses” determining it to be wrong. Today the hosts took him to task and some callers too. I earned from early school days that this was the correct plural for Mongoose.

Say Mongooses Please

Stetson was right the etymology

Assures us it’s neither man nor goose in genecology

You can’t conjugate like a comedienne

Mon in mongoose can’t turn to men

One can see the mongoose has no man

None should twist this word for resonance plan

Goose may turn the geese in birds that fly

One cannot say mongeese and this is why

Our cat like creature that scampers around

Spends all it’s time firmly on the ground

Even though it zooms quickly and may

Sometimes disappear like it had flown away

People must stick to the correct conjugation

Language has it own accepted permutation

Exceptions of plurality do exist

And so deer is deer and sheep, sheep we insist

Stetson was right and Marshall, well, cuh dear!

Everyone who listened yesterday found it hard to hear

The Healing Has Begun

2010-10-25T16:41:00Z

Thanks to a facebook friend we got to learn what the service was like as the celebrated the life of our Prime Minister. The turn out was great but hat is most remarkable is that the well wishers are not daunted by the out come of their prayers but see that God is in charge.

The Healing Has Begun

Thousands perhaps came to the Hard Courts at Gall Hill

Had planned to be well wishers, the PM was ill

Except the radio played solemn music, the nation cried

Had declared a few days earlier the PM had died

Ecumenical gathering to celebrate his life

All his colleagues present, his family, children and wife

Life although snatched away while still young

In a short time he was great, so we celebrated as we sung

Numerous hymns like “His Eye Is On The Sparrow”

Got encouragement to walk the straight and narrow

How great to hear “It Is Well With My Soul”

A hymn of great solace to give God His control

Sung “Great Is Thy Faithfulness” and “How great Thou Art”

Bellowed “How Great Is Our God” from the very start

Everyone was comforted as Sen. Rev. David Durant confirmed

God Is In Charged and the PM’s salvation was reaffirmed

Under a solemn occasion but angels seemed to be everywhere

Now I know Joy was correct when she said “Real love will be there.”

Tribute To The Honorable David Thompson

2010-10-25T15:38:00Z

Myopinions may appear bias but they are shared by thousands, the Hon. David J HThompson was a great Prime Minister, Leader, Confidant and friend. His astute knowledgeand fervent wit made him loved by most. Our PM was a very caring man whoremembered the strangest details about his pass encounters and was able to usethis fantastic memory to answer the needs of many, in his time and unprompted.Politics and righteousness make strange bed fellows but if ever there was anexception our PM was it.

Tribute To The Honorable David Thompson

Tears fell profusely from our eyes and the clouds cried too

Reacting to the news of his final adieu

In the wee hours of the morning death came

By his side was his mom and wife and his kids the same

Ultimately our lives are in God’s hands

To go to Him when He quietly commands

Eternity of peace awaits those who

Trust in the Lord and will righteously too

Obey His word, enduring to the end

This was our Prime Minister, our confidant and friend

He aspired for greatness from when he was a child

Enthusiasm, integrity, knowledge and many qualities compiled

Had shaped his character and made an incredible man

Only those who cared to listen understood his plan

No other leader here advocated family first

Or focused on preventing youths headed from bad to worst

Regally he walked through the corridors of time

And made no excuse of focusing on Violence and Crime

Barbados is a great nation and its preservation would be

Lasting if we center our attention first on family

Every home a scholar, sure, but first make each house a home

Don’t want a Barbados of houses where emotions roam

Assault and battery, doubts and screams

Violence so rampant and so many lost dreams

Incredible to know a leader so young and wise

Did all to help our nation even when faced with his demise

Tears are falling again as I write

How hard to accept he has lost this fight

Only because I knew him always to win

Most challenges he was faced with, every battle he was in

Prime Minister and leader, confidant and friend

Smiled as he walked into the light, as he knew life will end

Our Father, Great Is Thy Faithfulness, How Great Thou Art

Now to Paradise you’ve taken our leader, when you stilled his heart

A Sympathy Card

Tribute To Our Friend Thompy

2010-10-25T14:23:00Z

The OldScholars of Combermere School celebrate a week of activities usually aroundthis time. This year the death of our Prime Minister the Hon. David J HThompson has thrown us into a more sorrowful mood and as a show of respect theactivities have been generally given way to more sobering and solemn events. Iwill like to join all of the Combermerians and express my deepest sympathy tothe Family and Friends, to all Barbadosand all those affected by the passing of our beloved “Thompy”

Tribute To Our Friend Thompy

Thompy, he was affectionately called by all

Remembered every meeting and would lucidly recall

Incidents we had forgotten, so vividly

Brought them back to our recollect often passionately

Used to be very humorous and always started the fun

There were side splitting jokes when ever he begun

Early times that I do recall while at school

Thompy arrived first on mornings as his personal rule

Opened the gate with the keys from the head

Once done he returned the keys and off he sped

Upstairs, the balcony, any where until

Ringing of the school bell started the morning drill

Floors and corridors busy as we rushed to prayers

Ringing bell again and Thompy officiated both up and downstairs

I didn’t see him playing games but he cheered every match

Every set of new students he greeted, every batch

Never joined the cadets or joined the scouts

Didn’t matter because Thompy was there at their camp outs

The Thompy we knew was full of fun

He was calm and collected, didn’t tan in the sun

Opened his heart to let all people in

Made us feel like we belong and that we were all akin

Politics may have adopted him but he made politicians agree

Youth are vital, Family First and we must live with Love, Peace and Unity

A Sympathy Card

He’s Gone Too Soon

2010-10-23T16:30:00Z

I’ll saygood-bye to my dear friend with the expectation that one day again we will meetin a place where there is no further pain or sorrow. We all have a role to playwhile we are here and from a very young age my friend contributed more thatmost people decades older. He has left and incredible legacy and I was alwaysglad to be a part of his life.

He’s Gone Too Soon

Honorable David J H Thompson, the Prime Minister of Barbados

Expired peacefully and is no longer with us

Suffers no more with arduous pain

Gone Too Soon but his legacy will remain

Our Prime Minister was foremost a family man and friend

Never gave up his will to help others through to the end

Endured in faith and led us responsibly

Took time for all Bajans and especially

Our Prime Minister ruled among us, walked where we would

Over the lengths and breadths of each neighborhood

Showed us to treat each other like one big family

One nation of Love and Unity

Oh how it hurts that this great servant of the people is gone

Now we mourn He’s Gone Too Soon but his legacy will live on

A Sympathy Card

I Was Asleep When My Dear Friend Passed

2010-10-23T16:07:00Z

There wasvery sorrowful music when I turned the radio on this morning. I was encouragedby the strange comments from a friend that led me to believe the worse. I soonheard the voice of the former Prime Minister expressing her condolences and theword was final. My very close and dear friend, the Honorable David John Howard Thompson, Q.C M.P , the Prime Minister of Barbados died early this morning at2:10 am. My deepest sympathies to his wife and children, his mother and father,his siblings and other family members, his colleague in the DLP, friends localand abroad and all the other people of Barbados.

I Was Asleep When My Dear Friend Passed

I remember my old Combermerian schoolmate

Who loved to argue and would fervently debate

And had a gift to candidly recall

Specifics we’d forgotten, he remembered them all

A long time ago we entered the Waterford School

Some of us were nervous but he remained cool

Like he knew he was just taking another step

Exceptionally calm and one day after prep

Even though we’d not been introduced, he came to me

Politely exchanged details and from that day we

Were more than classmates we became friends

He demonstrated very maturely that his path depends

Everyday on the careful and calm steps he makes

Not on the blunders but how he rose from his mistakes

More mature than any other boy in the classes

Yet he respected the opinions of us lowly masses

Didn’t play many games his focus was the literary

Education was like a food he gormandized lavishly

And my friend had a voice to sing

Really perfect pitch and an ear accurate as a violin’s string

For our youthful years we sung in the choir

Refrains like the Jonah Man Jazz to our hearts desire

I remember chasing him on the pasture until I lost my wind

Every boy looking on couldn’t believe the stamina of one so thin

No one had any doubts at all he would achieve

Dreams he realized because he chose to believe

People were his commitment and politics his life

And Family First he started with his adoring wife

So many were blessed by my friend and I especially so

Shared mutual respect and admiration and was glad to know

Each other, but I didn’t hear his call this morning or what he had to say

Didn’t know because I Was Asleep When My Dear Friend Passed away

A Sympathy Card

Today’s Surprise

2010-10-22T21:50:00Z

Sometimes when all seems lost and there are no chances of sunshine to come, when the rain is getting ready to pour and you shiver with the cold, sometimes things are not what they seem.

Never give up, love always shines through.

Today’s Surprise

Took a sea bath and it was strange to be

On the sand walking with you not there with me

Didn’t feel the same but I drown the pain

A smile with the others and with old friends a smile again

You wouldn’t be there either when I got back

So there was no hurry walking that dirty track

Showered away the sand and again loneliness came

Use Cif, you joked as you called my name

Remembered it all like it was yesterday

Pink soft colored dress or fucha they say

Right when I was feeling my worst a screen came on

I suspected an intruder because you were long gone

Some fifteen minutes passed and on it came again

Excited, then the phone rang, “Surprise!” One word ended all my pain

Blow Your Nose Love

2010-10-22T21:48:00Z

The weather has been frightful and so unpredictable that you never know if you should carry an umbrella. To play it safe I always travelled with a very small pocket umbrella that when unfolded was the size of a gents umbrella. What is also useful is having a pocket size rain coat that had a hood and covers below the waist. Once you had these it didn’t matter what the weather decides, you are ready.

Blow Your Nose Love

Because home is where your heart resides

Let me say at this time my home takes long train rides

Or can take trips on the bus, too and fro

Where ever she explores is where my home may go

You will notice that my heart shivers from the cold

Or you may hear its beating, strumming brave and bold

Under these changes in conditions my home can be

Relaxing in the day but by night cold and lonely

Never comfortable with the windows close at night

Or contented when she turns over to put out the light

Sometimes home is gay with endless fun

Excited to be spending lengthy hours in the sun

Lots of times this month my home was washed away

Once splashed by an insensitive driver and another day

Very close a driver came to knocking my residence down

Every day I am very concern, when ever my home is in town

And Who Will You Kill Today

2010-10-21T17:29:00Z

The campaign goes on and I continue to be inspired by the promotion. I wrote earlier but then this afternoon I heard another theme that was equally as emotive. The local group is recommending that we start putting white crosses on the highway at the areas where there was a death.

And Who Will You Kill Today

Awoke this morning with lots on my mind

Numerous unfinished tasks, I had fallen behind

Didn’t take my breakfast, there was no time to eat

Was running late, this morning I had my bosses to meet

Hurried into the car, turned it on and was off in a flash

Off so quickly I hit the garbage bin but averted a crash

Wobbled but straighten in time for a stop

Impatiently waited all 10 seconds for the light to drop

Like a drag racer I was away with screeching brakes

Little child jumped out my way, another of my mistakes

You see I was eating a leftover sandwich from yesterday

One bite, the insides dropped causing my eyes to stray

Used the brakes to avoid hitting a lady who had stepped out

Keep your eyes on the road, I heard her shout

I drove recklessly, I know, trying to save time

Let my haste force me into each traffic crime

Lifted my phone to text and let my assistant know

That I was running 5 minutes late and don’t let the boss go

Oops, I’d missed a red light and barely missed a bike

Didn’t regain control and struck a car that mine is alike

And we both somersaulted then the other car spun on its roof

You asked And Who will You Kill Today, I say me, here’s my proof

Feliz Cumpleaños Mi Ami!

2010-10-21T11:33:00Z

The year have crept up but not piled on. My friend is first to admit to her maturity and to sing the pride of family with her two sons and husband. But when it all boils down to it, seeing her is like seeing someone half her age. She is a live wire with no end to a day. I am glad I know my friend and home she has many, many years of good health.

¡Feliz Cumpleaños Mi Ami!

Fifty, is it? Could that be true?

Even if you still look like the gal I once knew

Like you can run with spirit the 100 metres dash

Initiate procedures and be done in a flash

Zealous still, with that spring in your feet

Collected thoughts and each idea complete

Used to be that time grabbed hold at this age

Most people slowed and turned a new page

People retired or got tired, one of these

Life showed them a blockage, “No through traffic please!”

Everyone would pack up and prepare to depart

And this age, people used to prepare to restart

Now, I don’t know, you seem to be going on 25

Out doing those 20 years younger with lots of drive

Sharing a joke with others, still full of wit

My mind may have deceived me but aren’t you unusually fit

I wanted to celebrate today but it seems wrong some how

A person so young at 50, and so bubbly now

May have stopped aging, surging through life’s freeway

I wanted to wish you today a Happy Birthday!

A Special Card for you

If Only I Wasn’t

2010-10-20T17:52:00Z

TheCampaign “If Only” caught my ear and apparently stimulated me to write too. Iused to drive fast, too fast and always believed I was in control. So manyothers think the same too. In truth, the Lord was in control and made sure thatI was protected from killing myself or any other. I know now how really stupidit is to take the unnecessary risk.

If Only I Wasn’t

I never intended to, but because of me

Far too many were killed needlessly

Overtaking that car was one of my stupid mistakes

Never knew my car had such faulty brakes

Little child was on the zebra crossing but I didn’t see her

You see, I should have left my nails and polish them later

I was going too fast and ran a red light

We were fooling around and I didn’t see the lady in white

All those text messages weren’t urgent, why didn’t I wait

Should have saved the food for home still I drove and ate

Numerous accidents happen each day with a handful of survivors

Thoughtless and careless, If Only I Wasn’t one of the delinquent drivers

All My Earthly Things

2010-10-19T16:42:00Z

I think sometimes I write so that people can ask themselves questions about the soundness of what I had written and value their own opinions. I hear diverse ideas and reasoning and although I am baffled that they are the emanations of intellects, I recognize that everyone has a right to be heard and I listen. I may be offended but I listen and ask for strength from the dear Lord to survive the infusion of verbal pollution.

All My Earthly Things

After working hard each day

Long hours to ensure things go my way

Living in the moment and for the moment too

Making the most of opportunities to accrue

Years of fortune in my life time

Every pleasure to have, my life was prime

And now death threatens to take it all

Ruin me for my promiscuous downfall

The things I chose in life to amass

How dread to think they now must pass

Little chance to take them all with me

Years ago the Pharaohs tried unsuccessfully

The fear of leaving them all behind

Has possessed my thoughts and crippled my mind

I shake from pain but I fear the most

Not eternal damnation nor the Holy Ghost

Got no belief in the afterlife and what lies ahead

So all I fear are the things I leave behind when I am dead

These are the senseless expressions of a nonbeliever who refused to accept the Word of God

How Do I Say Goodbye

2010-10-19T14:14:00Z

Saying good bye to love is almost like dying, once you get over the fears of what you leave behind and start to focus on where you are going it gets easier. The more you focus on what used to be the more difficult it becomes. We can not hold on to the past, it is only the stepping stones to brighter futures but can be the step down to damnation, pure misery. Learn from the past and respect it for what it has been but break away from it with now intimacy

How Do I Say Goodbye

He is a love, a dear friend

One I thought I will have to the end

We shared much together he and I

Didn’t expect it would come to my saying good bye

Only I have found a love of my very own

I care for him dearly and we have grown

So close in so short a space of time

A love so true, so pure, so sublime

Yesteryear I was lonely but not now

Got this love that always seems to some how

Open my heart and let a warm light in

Oust the darkness of temptation, of sin

Don’t have to sneak around or wonder how will we

Be able to live together, he with me

Yet good bye isn’t easy, I must not intimately hug or kiss

Even though I’m tempted to, I love another and can’t be remiss

For Wile E Coyote

2010-10-19T10:54:00Z

On of thefriends on face book cast me back into my cartoon days with a thought ofwhether Wile E Coyote ever taste Road Runner. I think he is yet to but it mightsoon happen after the road runner got to be getting slow, he was running sinceI was very young

For Wile E Coyote

Finger licking good I hear

One bird fried but you must prepare

Road Runners are fast and can out think you

When yah ready to catch them here’s what to do

In a tunnel with only one escape route

Lower some seeds and be sure it can’t get out

Ease up in the dark and grab it

Every one knows dah ‘aint nah Road Runner, dah is a bear dim-wit

Careful, too many explosives they splatter when they die

One stick only of dynamite, can’t escape even if dey cud fly

Yah must be careful it ‘aint a dud so check it carefully

Oh no don’t light it.. KABOOM! You blundering Coyote

This ‘aint fah you, you better seriously child

Eat veggies, fruits and berries from out in the wild

The Guest

2010-10-16T19:09:00Z

I would rather they never come by but we need to see them. They bring some stuff that is necessary, I can’t say exactly what or why. You’ll just have to take my word on this. But I will tell you this, sometimes you just have to bite the bullet and bare their visit

The Guest

Today was the same she was dressed in red

Her usual fanfare brought typical dread

Every time this guest arrives we buckle in pain

God please spare the agony when this guest comes again

Use special diets for the guest but it’s the same

Exercise for fitness but was demolished when my guest came

So bloated, so cramped, so wishing my guest away

This is the dread, the period, spots of dismay

The Guest Pt2

2010-10-16T18:45:00Z

Somethings in life are so hard to bear that we often wish they were gone. Somepeople can be so rambunctious we wish they never come again but when we hearthat they were killed or not so final, that they lost a leg. We still feel sopain. Be careful the things you wish would not happen, your wish might cometrue.

The Guest Pt2

They didn’t arrive yet, they were already five days late

Heard nothing, had no signs, didn’t know how long to wait

Every pain I had felt before I wished now I had

Got the worst feeling overcoming me, I knew I’d been bad

Unbearable thoughts of things I wished I had never done

Ecstasy for the moment but what if the change has begun

So hard, I’m not ready, I’d rather scream with cramps and pain

The agony, if only my guest will come. I’ll never fool around again.

The Untidy Bedroom

2010-10-16T01:26:00Z

When I heard about the untidy bedroom I was shocked, they had always been so tidy, how did the room get away from them. But this is easily understood when you think of all the other things that people let get out of hand and sometimes so bad that there is no tidying up.

The Untidy Bedroom

They share a room, these two ladies I know

Had little time for a broom always on the go

Every thing started to pile even on the floor

Unkempt clothes for awhile and then much more

No where to walk without stepping on clothes

Today she stepped on a clock although careful on tippy toes

It was the turning point, the time to clean

Dirty things had her out of joint, fallen from her routine

Yet it was her mess, things she’d never thrown out

Brassieres, the evening dress, and other things laying about

Envelops mysteries to unlock and junk mail everywhere

Didn’t hear the knock, but then a shout “Is anyone there”

Room was embarrassingly untidy, they kept the lock on the door

Once they heard somebody, they met them before

Opening too wide, to let others see

Mess they would rather hide from you and me

Love Medicine Miracles

2010-10-15T17:38:00Z

There isno greater healer than our Lord and God and when the medical fraternityunderstands this their potential to heal is even greater. I was reassured whenmy doctor once suggested that I pray at a time when all else was in thebalance. I am happy to be here today to report that crisis is no longer animmediate threat. He is the physician who now has most of my trust of allearthly men. For the real serious stuff I consult the greatest of allphysicians. With His Love He direct all others with the Medicine to make hisMiracles our reality.

Love Medicine Miracles

Lord our God you are to us

Our strength and salvation and thus

Vulnerable times we turn even more to you

Earnestly pray and know our prayers will come through

My God, my savior, my Father and friend

Every day I’ll pray to you and on you I’ll depend

Disease may trouble the body but need never touch the soul

If in you I trust and have faith and give you control

Caring God you gave us the freedom of choice

In times you hear us even before we can voice

Needs, desires, wants, wishes and prayers

Every choice we made you’ve been there over the years

My friend chose a path from a very young boy

In front to lead and our dragons destroy

Raised his hand for justice and served your will

And now his steps are slowed his body is ill

Come to his rescue Lord his choice was a difficult one

Lord he understood what was required and as his office begun

Ecumenical services he held that you could direct his way

So Lord be his strength and salvation, heal him today

Happy Birthday So Cool

2010-10-15T13:53:00Z

The month of October is an important month to all Combermerians but it is even more important because we celebrate your special day.

I am happy to be able to extend these best wishes to you but I am sadden by the debilitating illness that has befallen our leader. He led us through many days at school and after school. Our friend needs us now and we extend our hands.

Happy Birthday So Cool

Sadness surrounds us my dear friend

Today we celebrate your occasion but the pain doesn’t end

Even though I send you this file, please click here

Very many of the poems are directed to friends everywhere

Enjoy your Birthday my friend but as you do

Never lose sight of The Well Wishes I extend to another as true

Jonathan

2010-10-14T11:47:00Z

I knew and loved the 20^th century version of Nash, full of fun and so carefree; ready to take on the world. He was creative and inventive and almost anything he put a mind he could do better than most. I met the 21^st century and it’s an improvement on the already lovable version. This one keeps close friends with Jesus, is a devoted husband and faithful parent. I love this one even more!

Jonathan

Jesus has made an incredible difference in your life

Opened your spirit, gave you adoring kids and a loving wife

No doubt when troubles come your way

All are dealt with when you earnestly stop to pray

Today I’m praying that all troubles step aside

Hoping that you and family can smile miles wide

And that you will enjoy what ever you do

Nash today I wish the Happiest Birthday for you

Dear Loving People of St John

2010-10-13T17:19:00Z

Never a “t”uncrossed nor an “i” not dotted. Our Prime Minister has always kept a watchfuleye on things that will affect those in his care. When he said close friend andconfidant I am very clear what he means. His is a true friend and has alwaysbeen a confidant.

Dear Loving People of St John

Did you read his letter, did you feel like me

Engrossed in his manner, wrapped in his sincerity

And did you fall to your knees to pray

Right away asking the Lord to cleanse him, today

Looking back it was since ’87 that he represented St John

Over 23 years shared drinks, jokes, visit homes, churches and took on

Very many roles and still had time to relax

In the parish with his constituents who he enjoyed the max

Not enough to just speak through his addresses to the country

Got too strong a bond from face to face visits in his constituency

Personalize letter he hoped would better suffice

Even though page limitations forced him to be concise

On hard courts at Gall Hill, on the streets of Cherry Grove

Places like Society, Venture, Edgehill and where he drove

Like Massiah Street, Mount Tabor and Wilson Hill

Eagerly he hope to do it all over again and pray it’s God’s will

Our PM promised St John “I am yours and you are mine”

Faithfully selecting deputies to continue his design

St John “Be comforted in the knowledge that” in his difficulty

This experience has brought him much closer to the Almighty

Join together and continue your prayers for God has smiled

One day He will “bless …every family of St John; each and every child”

He remains not just our caring Prime Minister to the very end

No, he is our dedicated representative, confidant and true friend.

The Monster Within

2010-10-13T13:06:00Z

I once sawin television program an explanation that within all of us is good and evil, ina constant battle. The one we nourished the most becomes stronger andsuppresses the presence of the other. This means that at any time we can begood or bad depending on what we choose to let into our lives. This seemslogical. But what about if we feed neither, do we not run the risk of either escaping.

The Monster Within

There is a dark side of me I only just met

Horrible and unfeeling, my silent duet

Evil villains that lurked inside ready

Muted until I was weak and unsteady

On that wretched night when it was quiet about

No more could I contain the monster and it got out

Screams followed its path behind a closed door

There was no lock so I opened it and the screams grew more

Evil arched with fangs and claws

Ravishing another just because

Weakened bodies are prey at night

In the dark where danger hides from the light

This evil I saw turned and faced me

Had a surprising likeness, it was my facsimile

I stumbled and gasped, turned quickly and fell

Never was I as afraid, the monster was me and like a being from Hell

Frustrated

2010-10-13T03:00:00Z

Frustrate - to make somebody feel disappointed, exasperated, or weary because of thwarted goals or unsatisfied desires

to prevent somebody or something from succeeding or something from coming to fruition

Frustrated

Filled with aggravation, inner disarray

Really irritated with nothing good to say

Upset at the thought, upset by the sight

So disturb by what was done you’ve no energy to fight

Things annoy you, everything done

Reasons unimportant and rational there’s none

And you’re infuriated, things drive you mad

Totally gets on your nerves, no good just bad

Exasperate, disappoint, weary and exhausted too

Do I really make you frustrated, if I do, I frustrate me too

Can Men Understand No

2010-10-12T19:02:00Z

I have been exposed to the persistence of men and the deliberate deafness to the word no. They pretend that they either don‘t hear the word or that they don’t understand it. And they are so silly, what would stop us from giving then the wrong number. I heard from an educated trainer at a defense class to never take a number from them that they are handing to you. Never give them the opportunity to grab your hand. The quickest way out of the problem can still lead to new problems. Beware!

Can Men Understand No

Crossing the road I was let by, by a guy in a fancy silver car

And turned to thank him with a smile but his daze was bizarre

No, I couldn’t believe it, up ahead was he

Making himself obvious, just leaning on the car staring at me

Even though he was polite I had to leave

No was clear but he followed and wouldn’t believe

Usually I remember faces but for the three month I’ve been here

Never did I see you in this town anywhere

Didn’t matter, I was in a hurry but he just pursued me

Every step I took he followed annoyingly

Requesting a few seconds of my time but I needed to run

Shamelessly this man about 30 was boyishly undone

Then he said he had to see me sometime again

A typical man, sees a pretty stranger and wants her remain

Never knowing who she is, what she is or who waits for her

Don’t they ever give up, can’t they take no for an answer

No! I don’t want to talk. No! It doesn’t matter what you feel. No!

One day I wish I could say no and these silly men will just go!

Great Samaritan

2010-10-12T18:59:00Z

I heard a story of a modern day Samaritan and I wondered what I would have done. Too many people would have driven off hoping that someone else would do the right thing. But how long does someone in distress have to wait for their Samaritan to come by?

Great Samaritan

Got a big loving and caring heart

Right from moment she saw her, from the very start

Every personal crisis stood still and she was there

At her side where the young was crying, no one else showed to care

The corner was dangerous and the bike caught her eyes

She looked from her car and saw a girl then heard her cries

All her clothes were torn from where she fell

More shuck up by the spill than hurt from what they could tell

And though she was dirty in her face her heart seemed clean

Regretfully everyone had passed her by, why are people so mean

It was soon her parents came to answer her call

This was a remorseful eye opening, this fall

And “What is wrong with people” so many passed bye uncaringly

Now the Samaritan’s words ring true “She could have been me”

He Ran The Traffic Light

2010-10-12T18:51:00Z

I wrote before of the reason you hurry is the reason you shouldn’t. If you think about it, when you are rushing in the car to that appointment, if you crash the appointment may never see you. I am not expecting everyone to take their time; I’m just hoping that we would all be a lpt direful when we hurry

He Ran The Traffic Light

Hurrying brings waste, bad decisions, lost of life or pain

Every time you chose to hurry think once again

Running a traffic light can be the worse haste

And today was this terrifying dragon she faced

Nothing between them but thin air

The brakes squeaked their appeal and folk looked from everywhere

He was driving his posh BMW and she saw in his eyes

Emotions of fear, terrified from the alarming surprise

That he had stopped within inches of taking her life

Ran the stop light and almost took this soon to be wife

And she stared at him and grew angry

Fool, damn fool, what if he had ran over me

Fury burst through her veins, she wanted that he too feel

Intensely terrified and never repeat this ordeal

Crowds of people on the sidewalk were sure they would see

Life snatched away from her, a great tragedy

If it had happened, he would’ve been ok with a car dent

God knows what we would’ve missed, the times we would’ve spent

His life would have gone on and she would have been dead

Tonight she would not have been here beside me in my bed

Biting The Nails

2010-10-11T12:12:00Z

It is a bad habit and one I have fought with for years. Now it seems like I harvest the finger nails only to bite them back down later. You see, I bite the nails during trouble times and when I am enjoying the times they grow. So what I am trying to do to kick the habit is to live more gloriously, to walk by faith, to trust in the Lord. When things are going right I don’t bite

Biting The Nails

Bad day, troubled, what was I to do

I only felt comforted when I thought of you

Those days together before the boat cruise

I was overwhelmed with your offers and could never refuse

Now you are gone, you are far away

Got no way of seeing you today

The times are full of unrelenting pain

Hot during the days and the night thunder and rain

Excitement has been a stranger to me

No more embraces or kisses no more singing in glee

All the pondering and hoping and lost in thought

I’m slave by the preponderance of things that are naught

Like the futile, the hopeless, deadened trails

So here I sit lost in failure Biting The Nails

Please Don’t Go

2010-10-08T17:48:00Z

Sometimes we say things we would rather we didn’t say but it is too late. I notice that given technology we can better check our words before shooting them off to be read. This has taught me the importance of measuring your words. I always spoke freely, trusting that I will best represent my heart. The trouble is that words without the three dimensional gestures and emphasis may not portray your true meaning.

Please Don’t Go

Precious gem that brings such pleasure to me

Let me take your hand for all eternity

Embrace and kiss me here tonight

And lay with me until the morning light

Show me again the depth of your heart

Eyes are like portholes to the soul of God’s art

Delightful beauty with your teasing ways

Oh how I had waited for these special days

No one before as good no one as true

There is bliss that overwhelms me when I’m with you

Gem of gems and the most precious gem I know

Once we’re together again would you Please Don’t Go