David Lines Poet Ballad

Oh Jamaica

OH JAMAICA, YOU'VE TAKEN MY HEART FROM ME
OH JAMAICA, I HATE THIS MISERY
ISLAND LIVING IN THE SUN
STAYING WARM FOR EVERY ONE
ALWAYS SWEET YOUR MANGO TREE
OH JAMAICA, SET ME FREE

OH JAMAICA, YOUR BEAUTY MAKES ME SMILE
OH JAMAICA I HAVE TO SAIL AWHILE
TILL I FIND A HURRICANE
MAYBE THEN I'LL LOSE THIS PAIN
SAILING SOME UNCHARTED SEA
LOVE'S NOT EASY BUT IT'S FREE

OH JAMAICA, WILL I SEE YOU AGAIN
OH JAMAICA, I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHEN
TREADING SOFTLY HERE IN SPACE
TRYING TO LOVE THE HUMAN RACE
OH JAMAICA, YOU SPOILED ME
HOW CAN MORE LOVE EVER BE

OH JAMAICA, THOUGHTS OF YOU STILL BURN
OH JAMAICA, IF YOU EVER DO RETURN
WILL IT EVER BE THE SAME
CAN WE MAKE IT GOOD AGAIN
COUNTING FACES IN THE MOON
OH JAMAICA, ITS NOT SOON

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Freddie Robinson Jr. December 9, 2019 at 8:32 AM Bless your Ocho Rios soul, D. Lines! Ty for sharing this beautiful ballad w/us dirt po' souls. True love is a lost island idyllic commodity. May it again wash up upon your beach sandal shore. Fabulous poetry by an uber talented poet. Love and more love always.

Caren Krutsinger February 16, 2019 at 6:02 PM Her name was perfect, poetic like this tribute to her.

Lunita Blanca February 16, 2019 at 5:06 PM Jamaica sounds like something from a lost and special era. This is like a song in the making. David Lines February 16, 2019 at 5:51 PM Thank you for reading OH JAMAICA, I wrote it while sitting on my yacht in English Harbor, Antigua, missing my lady friend whom I called Jamaica since her color was like Jamaican coffee. We sailed together through the islands until a Brit saw her and made her a modeling offer she couldn't refuse. I've since tried putting music to the poem but the muses haven't blessed me yet with the appropriate notes.