Guyanese OnlineThirty 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
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COMING HOME FOR CHRISTMAS
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TWENTY EIGHT POEMS
By Dmitri Allicock
Joyful Christmas Day is almost here
Christ’s birth rejoiced with feelings so dear
Melodious carols praises the season with delight
Stardust illuminates with colorful flickering lights
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WALA WALA BING BANG IN DEY!
TWELVE POEMS
By Dmitri Allicock
BOUNTIFUL POMEROON
Sing a song of praise to the land
And reap a rich harvest so grand
Treated it well and watch it grow
The sweetness of what you sowed.
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By Dmitri Allicock
The National Bird of Guyana, and a story to tell
An evolutionary mystery with that strange smell
Redolent of cow manure, the Canje Pheasants are
A clumsy bird in flight, shape and origin, bizarre
12 Poems
By Dmitri Allicock
BIRTHDAY KISSES FOR MY DAUGHTER
On September 17, shortly before seven
A darling baby girl was sent from heaven
The angels, doctors & the nurses all knew
That my everlasting love for you was true
By Dmitri Allicock
My Beautiful Guyana such a sweet name to me
Sea of Green and Lush Scenery
Magnificent Birds overlook foaming tide
Golden Tamarin Monkeys scamper and hide
Rushing Rapids and Tumbling Falls aloud
Land of history that makes us proud
O sweet Guyana, land of many faces
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By Dmitri Allicock
Most Guyanese know but no songs are sung
That convey the taste of home like the tongue
Pepperpot and bread, our salt- fish & fry bake
That special taste of Christmas with black cake
Seven curry with fresh roti rolled flat with a pin
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THE 1939 HOPE BRIDGE OF UPPER DEMERARA
THE FIRST BRIDGE ACROSS THE DEMERARA RIVER
By Dmitri Allicock
The days of trembling tracks
Of Upper Demerara, way back
Whistle and thunder that excite
Laden cars coming with bauxite Continue reading
By Dmitri Allicock
The gentle Demerara River cast a foggy spell
Deep beyond the coast where the ferry dwells
Ferryboats connecting Linden in morning sway
Thick cloudy dampen vapors obscuring the day
Born of bauxite, a ferry, one hundred years old
Echoes in the fog of many stories yet to be told
