Tuesday, April 23, 2013

23/30 BENE-DICTION

"All them Tobago gyal..." Mighty Sparrow

Yuh dare not come
back from Tobago
with your two hand
swinging jus so;

without a bag-
full of sticky
bene balls,
bene sticks
and cakes bought
at the airport
or at the wharf
from some Tobago
gyul, dark and sweet like
tulum, round and sweet like
a caysa ball, thick and tasty
like a butter ball, bouncing
like a sponge ball, soft
and sweet like a
sponge cake.
Is like a addiction
or some strange bene-
diction
or some blessing
from Mt. St. Bene-
dict,
like open sesame
or life on Sesame
Street;

man, woman and chile,
bring back some bene
balls for we
whey the bene
balls yuh bring for me
as if bene
balls for free.

Get your bene
balls here;
you could suck it,
lick it,
bite it,
chew it,
keep it
in the corner
of your mouth
like a lump
from a gum-
boil
but don't try to swallow
the whole thing whole.

Yuh dare not come
back from Tobago
with your two hand
swinging jus so;

(remember when yuh was small
and your parents come back from town)

man, woman and chile,
every man-jack,
looking out
for their bene-
diction.

©2013 by ©2013 by G Newton V Chance

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George Newton Vivian Chance (Trinidad and Tobago) -- member of the Poet Society of Trinidad and Tobago, http://poetssocietytt.blogspot.com/ and the World Poets Society, http://world-poets.blogspot.com/ -- born in Tobago on 3rd March 1957. While residing at Rio Claro was inspired to write over a hundred poems at the turn of the Millennium. Hobbies include playing wind instruments, building computers, observing nature, reading and writing poetry. Believes that the power of a song is in its ability to evoke emotions by the marriage of lyric and music but that music without lyric can be just as powerful, that lyric without music can also be just as powerful, that there is music in the lyric and that lyric can be simple yet profound. Also, in this the age of computers, would like to model his lines after simple and efficient code and, analogous to Object Oriented Programming, achieve most of his imagery from nouns and verbs, avoiding the bloat and excess of unnecessary adjectives. This is what he aspires to attain in his poetry.

I've known rivers:
I've known rivers ancient as the world and older
than the flow of human blood in human veins.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.

I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln
went down to New Orleans, and I've seen its muddy bosom turn
all golden in the sunset.

I've known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

by Langston Hughes

the poet writes the poem;
the reader gives it life
(© G. Newton V. Chance)
Make somebody happy (© Alexander Ligertwood & Carlos Santana)

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