Undisturbed, sedated sounds— there As I gazed across the vast,  empty space With my eyes fixed—blank to which they stare At each and every piece in its proper place   The railroad, both—long and wide An unknown journey, I felt belonged To this, this place…

Buried within the depths of wisdom Sacred words were all but—whispered Bound together in—a rhythm Leaving nothing left unanswered   Pages turned and by mine hand One before another As my heart did now understand Exactly what you sought to answer   Loudly did I…

Deep sleep is where I laid Even while awake For it was when I obeyed That serpent, wise—old snake   When my thoughts returned to me From where they once had gone That I began to stop and see The path to which they fasten—…

For mysteries did hide from me As blind I was before But then reborn that I might see And faith— they then restore   Tears did drench mine eyes Baptized through my pain Yet— it’s then I could realize The strength I did contain  …

Concealed mysteries yet blatantly disclosed Entities— among us— in skins, disguised Yet holding sight, essence— itself composed Of things— we here, at best—only theorize!   Perception is vital— from whose eyes, we see As our decisions are formed by what we perceive Transformed into our…

Life has paused Nothing seems to be moving Life is on stand still Change is coming Where is the bill? Great thoughts arise Panting and searching For the prize Where is this strange demise Seems it’s bigger in size? Questions unanswered Life is on pause…

Oxtail never late Oxtail on your plate Oxtail curry or stew Oxtail if you only knew Oxtail brown or red Cooked to taste so great Just so you know oxtail makes a great meal on your plate! Copyright © 2021 Roxann Lawrence (Poetessrock)

No need to argue No need to frown No need to be a clown Once it’s so It can never be no So keep the stakes low Make a bow Take the blow Understand that it’s time to go Don’t try to be cute Nice…

Joy and Sorrow in One Cup When you go to war And you win the battle And you come home triumphant Rejoicing that you’ve won What d’you do when you meet The families of those fallen at war? Do you suppress your joy? Does your…

It’s quarter to nine Jamaica curfew time Music 🎶 a beat People jammin in the street Rum Bar shenanigans in style Police sirens 🚨 sound the alarm Bottles feet 👣 hands 🙌🏽 and knees buckle to Make an escape its curfew time We love fun…