Green- Green

Grass of Guyana

Thirty Two Poems By Dmitri Allicock

GREEN- GREEN GRASS OF HOME

Over the green hills where macaws fly

And under those cloudy Demerara’s sky

There is a pathway which crosses a creek

Where the tea- water runs fresh and sweet

A road follows from near the river mouth

From the coast deep into the jungle’s south

A precious highway that lead you straight

Over the Kara- Kara and to my front- gate

It is true that you really cannot return home

But it lives within no matter where you roam

The road to home of that heartstrings song

Green grass of home where I’ll always belong.

MAJESTIC KARA- KARA CREEK

Majestic Kara- Kara as old as time

Quietly flows through veins of mine

Tea water melodies of nature reigns

Purify my soul and clears my brain

Tranquil waters with freshness anew

Cashew fragrance and morning dew

Colorful songbirds birds fills the air

Such soothing sounds to my ears

The dragonfly dances and drink

Sweet water of heavenly peace I think

Twisting and turning water of no end

Warm memories and forever my friend.

MY OLD LOUVER PANES

From the old louver panes that I flip

With a gentle twist of my grip

I felt the cool breeze on my face

The echoes of dear home is the place

From the old louver panes, I still see

The sky blue and the waving trees

I can hear the birds singing so sweet

And sounds of the children in the street

From the old louver panes, I still see

The lush outside where I wanted to be

The old louver window panes of the past

And the smooth flip of memories to last.

THE FORK IN THE ROAD

A fork in the road where the journey lay

A choice we must make each & every day

We may climb the highest mountain

And drink from the purest fountain.

A fork in the road where the journey lay

A choice we must make each & every day

Those actions we take in moving forward

Learning from mistakes of stepping backward.

A fork in the road where the journey lay

A choice we must make each & every day

Two roads that may look like the same

But vastly different, depending on your aim.

A fork in the road where the journey lay

A choice we must make each & every day

The choice of the conscious mind

At the fork in the road where our pathway winds.

BY THE PALING GATE

A dear conversation by the gate

The spoken words given straight

Perhaps new horizons to explore

Where life riches might be stored

A closed gate, but able to swing

Colors of what the new day brings.

THE FLIPSIDE OF LIFE

On the flip side of precious life

There is sunshine after the rain

And there is some pain before gain.

On the flip side of sacred life

There is hope for me and you

And our dreams will come true.

On the flip side of a blessed life

Live a life with no regrets

And life is as good as it gets.

On the flip side of a good life

Live with harmony and you will be okay

And make the most of this beautiful day.

On the flip side this beautiful life

To learn is to live

And to have peace and to love is to give.

BENEATH THE ETE SHADE

When the place gets hot

I will take you to a spot

Where the shade is fine

For you to sit and recline

A macaw for you to see

And gentler for you to be

Beneath this charming shade

Where cool and cozy is made.

SAYING HELLO

Let’s go for bike ride

Just you and me, I said

A ride in the countryside sun

And I’m sure will be lots of fun

I can ride fast but will go slow

Feeling the coastal breeze blow

Under a lovely shade from the sky

And say hello to the folks passing by.

SOFT-FEATHERY- ORANGE TOUCH

[Cock- of- the- rock-[Rupicola rupicola]

Hello again my shy little friend

I once more say I love you much

And love from my heart, I send

Your soft- feathery- orange touch

Beautiful is your half-moon crest

Your sweet chirps, I want to hear

Indeed you’re one of Guyana’s finest

Your thrill that tells me that you’re near.

RUSTY OLD TRUCK

A truck that can no longer sing a song

Now rusting in the shade all day long

A time when all things made will decay

But is still able to attract a boy and play

His realm of pure imagination and free

His dreams come alive of what it can be

Dreaming of climbing up the tallest hill

Winds on his face and the vibrating thrill

Holding on the wheel, making the turns

Blowing the horn as this little boy learns.

GREEN LAND OF HOME Green is the color of lush

Nurtured by the heavens not in a rush

Green is my Guyana where seeds are sown

My roots, the world, that I have known

Trees of fruits, medicines, and air so clean

Green is my home of such beauty to be seen.

SIMPLE & KIND

Do a kind favor today

Show a humble gesture right away

Say a few sympathetic words to someone

Be proud of a modest act you have done

Show empathy in each and every action

Make humility a core part of your life’s celebration

Integrate kindness in everything you do

And one day soon it will all come back to you.

ALONG THE TRAIL

The trail is rough, dangerous and is no stroll

But it is the journey that is great for the soul

A tough, and winding path going somewhere

The true success is in the travel getting there

The glory of the climb, where songbirds sing

The adventure & wisdom that the trail brings.

LITTLE BLUE BUCKET

Two little boys with the countryside view

A chore of fetching water that I once knew

Blessed are those who are humble & meek

Dipping that blue plastic bucket in the creek

And that rite of passage of a Guyana’s track

The early lessons of life and a strong back.

AS SWEET AS YOU

Fruits of Guyana of different skins

Some of them with delicious juice within

Oranges, mangoes, fat poke of different size

Sugar apple, granadilla that catches my eyes

Kinda reminds me of the world of people too

Some may be sour but some as sweet as you.

HOLD ON TO THOSE REINS

When it seems like you can’t win the fight

And there is no help in sight,

Stay strong and hold on to the reins of life

When it feels like there is nothing to give

And you are losing the will to live,

Stay strong and hold on to the reins of life

When it is dark and grey

And there is no sunshine to brighten your day,

Stay strong and hold on to the reins of life

When there is no one by your side

And you are swimming against the tide

Stay strong and hold on to the reins of life

When you stumble and fall

Just get up again and stand stall,

Stay strong and hold on to the reins of life

When obstacles block your path

And there is confusion in the aftermath,

Stay strong and hold on to the reins of life

When you are emotionally and physically whipped

And you are beginning to slip,

Stay strong and hold on to the reins of life

Because the light will shine in the morning sun

Renewing hope before it’s done.

MY YELLOW SKY

Answers, all around

Joy of living, found

Take that chance

With one simple glance

To live and to learn

Our Earth Mother’s space

Existing within realm of grace.

LILY WHITE ANTHURIUM My budding anthurium pearly white

Beaming in the sunlight so bright

Sheltering under my coconut tree

And opening slowly for you and me

I will water you and take special care

And thank for you for being here

My butterfly love and garden lure

Dearest lily white anthurium so pure.

A RACEME OF PARADISE

The color abundant & bright

A plant that sings in the light

Blooms like a bird in the skies

Buds from my Bird of Paradise

Green, yellow and orange glow

The paradise a butterfly knows

Raceme of soft petals in the sun

I admire but would not pick one.

SCENT OF MY GARDENIAS

Lovely gardenias for you to see

Such memories it brings to me

A fragrance so strong in the air

Rapture if its ambience everywhere

Gardenias of that romantic power

Scent of my graden and sweet flower.

CRAB SLIDE

A crab on the seashore

Looking for a little more

Walking funny to the side

Stepping like the electric slide.

TO SCHOOL WE GO

My sister is sweet like dove

And fills my heart with love

Her smile, the sun of the day

That joy which will always stay

She treats me very well & I like

And to school we go on my bike.

A SOFT WHISPER

Takes a seat in the world of leaves

Should I stay for while? Or shall I flee?

And your questions will be answered

With a soft whisper, heard from the trees.

BARTICA’S KING

The fowlcock sings in the early dawn

A brand new day as life moves along

The crow of a Bartica backyard king

Sounds of home and countryside thing.

OLD WITCHES GATHER-[Smooth- billed Anis]

Hooked beaks -old witches assemble in Georgetown

For delicious insects, frogs and a hearty chow down

Ooo- leek! Ooo- leek, is their song that they will sing

Clumsy & stumbling -ugly birds, as they do their thing.

A FAMILY THAT WORKS TOGETHER-

STAY TOGETHER

Working together

And we strive as one

We all have a role to play

Working for a brighter day

So you must never lose heart

For we all must play our part.

BAREFOOT IN THE SUN

I often think of my childhood past

Barefoot and running in the grass

Laughing and playing in a stream

That now seems like only a dream

I close my eyes, but I can still see

Barefoot in the sun, young and free.

THUNDER OF DIVINITY

Potaro escarpment 822 ft. tall

Guyana’s mighty Kaieteur Falls

The thunder that never ceases

Gushing world of divinity reaches

Essequibo waters of river and creek

Tumbling to that coastal bosom it seek.

A NEW DAWN(Highlands of Guyana)

On a clear day I may see tomorrow

But today is mine that I can’t borrow

That welcome my dreams as it unfold

A day that is full of promise for my soul

To live, to love and cherish before it is gone

As the rising sun give birth to this brand new dawn.

THE EYES OF A CHILD

Look into these eyes and you will see

The colors as bright as they can be

The eyes of a child so full with love

Softer than the clouds sailing above

Look into these eyes and you will see

An enchanted garden, pure and free

Flowers kissed by butterfly, one by one

Blossoms of joy and laughter in the sun

Look into these eyes and you will see

Those glistening eyes that holds the key

A world of sweet innocence to ponder

Magical glow of a realm full of wonder

Look into these eyes and you will see

A beacon of the future for you and me

The eyes of a child is a splendid sight

A glint from the Heavens, shining bright.

SITTING IN MY GARDEN

I like to sit in my garden, listening to my chimes

And think about life, my blessings and the times

I love to watch the flowers in the morning dew

The gently sun peeping shyly in the sky of blue

I like to listen to the birds with their happy songs

Feeling the cool breeze, I could sit all morning long

Watching the wings of butterflies dancing in the sun

I find that to sit in my garden, is a whole lot of fun.

REMEMBER TO REMEMBER

[Yours Truly]

Forget those things that made you sad

And think of things that made you glad

Remember to remember to always smile

Even if you should forget for a little while

Remember your love ones who had to leave

The fabric of life’s joyful and the sad weave

Remember to remember them shining bright

Those flowers of your garden, red and white

Remember to count your blessings each day

Of this, your amazing journey along the way.

And to look, each day, into the horizon blue

That blue yonder mystery that lives within you.

THE END