shadows represent our firsts
But the stars tell of our wishes having come through
Danielle Martin
trini
Danielle Martin aka Trini is an emerging Caribbean poet. This is her first Half Marathon, she completed two Full Marathons in 2016 and 2017 respectively. In 2018, she released an anthology titled, "Kissing Shadows: Caribbean Love Poems" which made an appearance on Amazon's Best Sellers List. Danielle hopes to release another anthology soon.
Prompt 6 doggy pic
He knows the rules
but he rules my heart instead
and there he goes
looking at me as I look at him
knowing that he knows he rules my ❤️ heart
Prompt 5 …using five words
Let’s knit the space away with sunflowers matching your smile
drink wine like there’s no tomorrow
nailing all sadness to the cross
as our thoughts meander
no pavement separating our paths forged together
Prompt 4 100 years ago
Ancestors
whips and chains were not the beginnings of me
instead we roamed the islands you call Caribbean by canoe, traversed lush green lands as one, planted and hunted wild agouti, sheltered in ajoupas we knew as home. Lead by caciques, a governed people living in harmony with the lands.
until ships came another ancestor from another land
and another and another all making me what I am
Explosion of 💕 love
if Mother Earth exploded beneath our feet
she’d lay love on the ground
our steps cushioned
our world a painting of vibrant emotion
we’d use all our senses
to not only love but live
upon this earth we claim
Prompt 2 image
Perspective
Am I reaching for you
or you for me
my shadow lurks between
as the sun and sky rests upon my back
And I long to know what holds me up
As I reach for you
or perhaps you reach for me
Prompt 1 Water
Water
a jet of cold hits my tempered brown skin
my nakedness shudders
i hold my breath
a part of me still sleeps entwined in cotton sheets
a part of me walks through my past,
And I think how did I reach here so fast
and still a part of me runs towards the future,
having skipped over this moment
my body shudders
and I have to will myself back
back to the awakening
And I hold on to the blessings that flow
and breathe softer
as what no longer serves
flows away from me
Let’s do this!
Wishing my fellow poets all the best!
Happy 😊 writing ✍️
Prompt 3. Repeated lines
The rain drips
the rain falls
raindrops splash on the concrete floor
the rain drips
the rain falls
raindrops lash the green Monstera leaves
the rain drips
the rain falls
raindrops suddenly are no more
no drips
no falls
no drops
but still the thunder roars