Allez, Allez, Allez!

Allez Allez Allez!!

Come to me my sweet,

At the dusk end we shall meet.

Let us part take in the aged old dance

The heart of many a romance

Come to me...

Permit us to seek our own special retreat

To grow closer, as we both draw nearer

Fulfillment I require, satisfaction of my every desire.

Come to me...

Let us move to our own beat

As you stroke,

In me; a fire you awoke

Come to me...
Sweep me off my feet.

With your tender kisses,

Your intimate and precise caresses

Come to me...

Listen as my heart skips a beat.

When you take me to new heights,

Whilst we journey together on this flight

Come to me...

Let us add flames to this heat

Fanning the flames of our love

Our bodies molded together, like a hand to a glove.

Come to me...

A new dawn we shall greet.

Exploring and familiarizing ourselves with each other

Your hard contours, mine equally soft and tender

Come to me my sweet

No need to be discrete

As we dance our dance

We shall relish this given chance.

Copyrighted ©2006 By DDS All Rigts Reserved; Allez, Allez, Allez!!

Thankful

Thankful!!!

On a daily basis we invite others into our lives

Whether temporarily or as a permanent fixture

With you I chose the latter.

Your smile always present, your wit as sharp as knives

On a daily basis we face conflicting issues

Some minor and insignificant others more somber

In all of these, I know I can count on you to be my pillar.

An attentive listener, your advice filled with virtue

On a daily basis we give thanks,

But, rarely for that which does actually matter.

And so, let me say in being frank

That I thank God frequently in my daily prayers,

For friends like you and others.

© 2008 by DDS, All rights reserved; Thankful

To Suhaylah

I am What I am

This Poem was inspired by one of my best Friend's ALS's blog Theories of Anything, she has dedicated this month to the topic of Identity and is inviting guest Bloggers to post their opinions about their Identity to her... it is a brilliant idea which led me to ponder about myself..Who am I???

My Identity - I am What I am!

When asked who I be

A swirl of answers I identify

I am a Daughter

A sister,

A lover,

An aunt, a grand-daughter.

If anyone inquires about my identity;

A multitude of responses I see

I am an African,

A European,

An Arawak,

A Carib, a Garifuna.

When asked who I am

Only a few responses are truly me

I am a product of man

A quintessential human

A mixture of many nations

I am simply a West Indian

Copyrighted© 2009 By DDS All rights reserved; I am What I am.

Well??

So I'm at work one day and after reading one of my poems, a work colleague decides to challenge me to responding to one of his... I guess we had nothing better to do at the time... think my response was directed more towards my ex at the time than to his poem.

Well?

Can you handle it?

Set in stone

Time weathered to the bone

Can you handle?

Scarred by love

Mutilated beyond recognition

Impaired by trust

What was the conviction?

Love is not what it seems

Love is what you make it

Bestowed upon whom it deems

Can you handle it?

By Gerald M.

Reply: Well?

I can handle it?

Are you ready for me to do so?

Love is what you make it

But will you treat me as a lover and not a foe?

Time permitted the scars will heal

A strong person I am, willing to trust

Are you going to continually put up a shield?

Tear the barriers down, don’t let these feelings rust.

I can handle it

Can you handle me?

Face up to it

Just maybe… just maybe……

You can’t ….

Copyrighted © 2008 By DDS

Le Printemps a fleuri!!

A tribute in English and French to my favorite season of the year. I know it's not quite here but it's slowly coming and I am excited.

Spring has sprung!

Flowers blooming incessantly

While the Sun shines so fiercely

All looking so fresh and new

Still covered in the glistening dew

Everyday a new wonder

To stare at and brood over

The magnificence of creation

Gifts to value and show appreciation

Dazzling colors of clothing

No more of the dull, dark and boring

Birds returning to nest

Squirrels scampering seemingly having a fest

Nature in its beauty and splendor

The blossoming of new leaves and lovers

The time to put away the old

To reach for and take hold

Copyrighted ©2006 By DD; Spring has Sprung

Le Printemps a fleuri !!

Les Fleurs fleurissant incessamment

Tandis que le soleil brille tellement violemment

Tout regardant si frais et nouveau

Couvert toujours dans la rosée de scintillement

Quotidien une nouvelle sensation d’émerveillement

Pour regarder fixement avec d’un air surpris

La magnificence de création

Le don de la vie pour évaluer et montrer l'appréciation

Les vêtements avec des couleurs éblouissantes

Pas plus le mat, foncé et du sondage

Oiseaux retournant au nid

Écureuils trottinement apparemment ayant une fête

La Nature dans sa beauté et splendeur

La floraison de nouveaux feuilles et amoureux

L'heure de mettre de côte vieux

Pour étendre et harceler.

Copyrighted©2006 By DDS, Le Printemps a fleuri.

Great Protector

I can feel your stares

Searing at my back

Your eyes watching

Never leaving me for too long

Who are you and how may I help?

As I turn seeking

No one’s there

Did I imagine you?

Conjure you up from nowhere?

Who are you and how may I help?

I continue with my chores

Your presence surrounds me

Encompassing, consuming and stifling

Closer you get, disturbingly nearer

Who are you and how may I help?

Glancing around

It all seems obscure

No longer in familiar territory

Strange sights and terrain

Yet your presence I sense, lurking

Who are you and how may I help?

As the smog clears

The strange becomes the familiar

The topography, one crossed before.

No longer are you a mystery

No longer are you intrusive

Always there, lurking, staring,

Doing what you do so well

Protect, cherish and nurture

You are love, pure and untainted

How may I serve you Lord?

Copyrighted 2006, By DDS Great Protector

This is one of my favorite poems of those that I have written.