Biography of ENOCH JOHN
Teacher/Poet, holds a teacher's diploma /Valsayn Teachers' College
A degree in English from THE UNIVERSITY OF THE WEST INDIES
Working on a postgraduate dissertation.Wants to become one of the greatest poets of the modern dispensation.Has read Shakespeare, Dante and Walcott.
A writer in exile at home.
Has a passion for poetry.
Presently working on another anthology.
Born to Kenneth and Sylvia John at Enterprise, Trinidad
almost fifty years ago.Grew up in Pentecostal Church.
This background influences his poetry.Enoch john wants
to start a literary fire that will burn worldwide.This collection is entitled; SELECTIVE WORKS and I dedicate it to all poets, small and great; past and present.
ENOCH JOHN's Works:
Le Gardien [ both self published anthologies]
Cupid's Counsel [xlibris 2009]
ENOCH JOHN Poems
Trinidad And Tobago Carnival
Islands of these Caribbean waters that sparkle in earth's orb, Like a kaleidoscope of colours in an artistic display of genius.We hear A malady of intoxicating melodies which exhilarates, thousands Worshipping at the shrine of steel pan at the Savannah,
Oh, Ransomed soul. Oh, heart aglow. Divine sparks that fly
Valentine Love Song
Cover me with your beauty sublime; Stain upon my heart the dying echo of love. Plant in my bosom the eternal seed of hope And I'll reap a harvest of fulfilment.
Walking in the shadows of love Seems always clothed with uncertainty; Clouded passages and walls that hide True feelings of the heart
the sun peeks at me through his yellowed gaze his rays penetrative, downward tilted, and making earth
Song For Barack Obama
When with mystique painted the sky gods a canopy of bright orange, As if Cinabue had daubed the canvas of the sky strange, For parading with majestic beauty on their exalted celestial stage White puffs of clouds like angelic wings and their holy visage
Farewell To Sorrow
Oh Solitude! Ah grief! Thou twin tormentors That keep so close
[ For a Shakespearean audience, written after the poet's muse had fallen under Cupid's influence] Allow not impediments to hamper, A love that's born to be true,
Quietly as a veneer, and not without much pretension, reflections cast their varied images, across time's widening chasm, with fleeting reference,
A Grain Of Sand
alone, in the monumental scheme of things i sit on the beach.
In the mists of the morn I hear voices, distinctly. In the mists of the morn
Conversation With Bobbi Kristina
OK. Bobbi Kristina, so mummy is gone And an ochre sky solemnly stares down at you As a silent wind blows thru the pellucid curtains of your mummy's house and stirs your memory.
Love is a kind of emotion That can confuse man or woman Anytime of the night or day. It can make you laugh or cry,
Love And War
Fear binds us to the earth But faith lifts us to the heavens! Hate burdens the bearer
In the solemn deep I hear
Echoes of distant memories
That stir in my breast anew
And rekindle that flame azure.
Burn within my heart afresh
Sweet melodies of your whisper
Soft as the candlefly in the dusk;
That stirs; that excites and illuminates.