Our sun's a nuclear furnace, keeps us warm every day
Sure hope so or we soon could go skating on Montego Bay
Imagine if it burned out
Sunscreen companies would pout
On top of that, our heating bill would cause much dismay
Categories:
montego, sun,
Form: Limerick
Our sun is a nuclear furnace, keeps us warm every day
Sure hope so or we soon could go skating on Montego Bay
Imagine if it burned out
Sunscreen companies would pout
On top of that, our heating bill would cause much dismay
Categories:
montego, fun,
Form: Limerick
Imagine creamy white sands and crystal clear sea
Warm sun bathes your back as you wander free
Your hammock is swaying to the great Reggae beat
That fills the air with rhythm so sweet.
Montego Bay is the place to be at
You are welcome, how ‘bout a friendly chat
Leave all your troubles come join the fun
Our music is special we can’t be outdone.
The people are nice, and the land is fair
Come mingle with us, we love visitors here
Swing your hips to the carnival beat
Enjoy real warmth as you meet and greet
Pick fruits from the trees as you take a farm tour
Go rafting and sailing and skiing and more
It’s a wonderful place for honeymooners they say
See how the sun sets down in the Bay.
The palm tress sway in the pale moonlight
While the coffee rose sweetens the peaceful night.
Come see our white sands and turquoise seas
Lie on the beach and relax with ease.
We have mountains to climb and rivers to raft
And vendors exhibit their Jamaican craft
Out of many, one people we say
And that’s what you’ll find in Montego Bay.
Winsome Miller-Rowe
Categories:
montego, beach, beautiful, environment, happiness,
Form: Lyric
Golden like honey slowly the sunlight drips
On the sweet horizon of a sea tongue licking
Evening's rouge splattered and fragranted lips.
And like restless crab claws on stone clicking
I hear time in the blue silence of sea and sky:
She goes fresh in her frivolous hedonic fantasy
Away with days undone deeds, and drudged tasks
Yet in lavished evening the lovely island basks.
Day comes to her stoic end, but the island sees
Not, nor hears how strangely the noisy city changes
Into a dress of silence. Like leaves on their trees
That greener into summer pass, the stillness ranges
From sky to soul unsensed. I pity the fly that swims
Or crawls the sugared rim, while days light slowly dims
The city is not the same in its heart, its innocense
Is merely a smokescreen for the slick savage's prtense.
Categories:
montego, places, sea, city, sea,
Form: Verse
I hear the panting of the feet
Like calypso music, breathless and sweet
The rhumba playing in the heart
And diverse tongues caught by the web of art
Same as the mento of the sea
Same as the mento of the sea
Campbell, Sutta, Cliffy and I
Sweet guineps, or mangoes and sun's silver eye
Pressed by the weight of enterprise
We trafficked dreams, but could not name the prize
Poicianna blossoms falling
Poincianna blossoms falling
Youth then, the sweatless memory
Montego Bay, our boyhood bright city
And dusty feet, from street to street
Where at compassions edge we eat
Behold us now bleating with love
Behold us now bleating with love
And, O, I shall come back again
Perhaps to seek, and long for friends in vain
Pyaba and his dancers gone
But still the bright hibiscus blooms the dawn
And withers in the noon day heat
And withers in the noon day heat
I long to climb the coral cliff
I feel the kites excited as they lift
The cares of our hearts skyward, free
Like parasails now o'er the shining sea
And mark the heights our dreams could go
And mark the heights our dreams could go.
Categories:
montego, friendship, people, placesday,
Form: Lay