Poetry by Bahamian poet - Dennis Arthur Dames - Nassau, The Bahamas - with valued thoughts worth sharing.
Saturday, May 18, 2024
Long-suffering
Friday, April 19, 2024
Restless Souls
Restless Souls Poem
Tuesday, September 12, 2023
Writer’s Block
Poem Writer’s Block
I have a thought…
But I’m unable to write it out
Expressing it’s so difficult…
And words are so scarce right now
I’m thinking about something…
I know that it’s worth sharing
Writer’s block must be my condition…
I feel so helpless… and lost
I’m surrounded by motivation…
I feel the energy of excitement
But the words I seek are holding me hostage
I’m restless…
I shall forget my frustration for now
And focus on a meaningful task in the interim
Take a walk perhaps…
Or simply a short drive
Disregard the ink and paper for a while…
And remember life as it’s before me
Temporary conditions are facts of existence…
A dead-end in writing’s no exception
Be prepared for when the fountain flows again…
And record those depictions in wonderful words preponderance
©Dennis A. Dames 2003, 2004-2023,2024...
The Winds of Change
The Winds of Change Poem
The winds of change are eternal
Sustaining life internal
As the sun burns brisk in the sky
The winds of eternity are dutifully alive
With the refreshed wind comes new life
And the old and faded, are relieved accordingly
Copyright ©2002, 2003, 2004-2023,2024... Dennis Arthur Dames
Night Whispers
Whispers of The Night Poem
Whispers resonate in the night...
Homage paid to the old trite
Giggles occasionally, and stamping feet
Exaggeration in full competition...
Acting out the notorious repetition
Chatter and gossip- the night stood still...
Not even a break for a unified thrill
Blab, whine and scandal...
No end in sight, except daybreak perhaps...
Yeah, oh yes...
Wow, someone said- 'goodnight'!
An engine started, and suddenly there was one less
Then, the goodbyes became contagious
A deafening silence followed
The night was finally liberated and free!
The divine sounds and songs became alive...
The natural creatures rejoicingly subscribed
Whispers correctly transformed...
The night's essence duly reborned
Copyright ©2002, 2003, 2004-2023,2024... Dennis Arthur Dames
I Feel Like Writing a Poem
Poem: I feel like writing a poem
I feel like writing a poem...
Something about the glorious way I feel
Something about the striking things I see...
Something about the thankfulness for good health and well-being
I feel like writing a poem...
Because I am blissfully alive
A heavenly thought about love...
Happiness and more to cherish
I feel like writing a poem...
Everyone’s around relishing the moments
Wonders of genuine life...
Experiences of awe to treasure
I feel like writing a poem...
Zephyr is so nicely comforting
The welcomed breeze of the firmament and the faithful sun...
The dear ocean's so enticing
Time's being faithfully transformed...
Into words of eternal appreciation
The abundant future's only a heart beat away
Every precious moment in time...
Is really poetic and real to its core
I feel like writing a poem...
About something to truly treasure...
The celestial joy which brings humbleness and prayer
To a poor soul in endless need of divine sustenance
Dennis A. Dames
Nassau, The Bahamas
Why?
Why Poem?
The word of living concern…
The symbol of yearning insights
For sure we want why to know…
That’s the reason we with interest poke
Full of learning and added knowledge…
The answers sometimes in wait
Not always welcoming…
But it’s the genuine article
Seeking the truth…
Being pesty and nosey
Inquisitive to a specific end…
In search to ease a vexing dilemma
Why though?
The burning heart of the typical spirit
The busy soul’s searching and all aware…
Adding comprehension
...yet more questions linger than answers
The more we identify…
The further we don’t
We’re no less consumed…
By questionings and issues infinite
©2003,2004-2023,2024... Dennis A. Dames