Poetess Denise N. Fyffe

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Denise N. Fyffe, B.Sc., b.1981 in Kingston, Jamaica, since 2002 has worked in various Information Technology positions as a Teacher, Software Implementation Specialist, Social Media Specialist and E-Learning Administrator. Presently she is the IT Programme Coordinator for a Jamaican University. During her career, she has worked for such companies as Infoserv Institute of Technology, Heart Trust NTA, Pearson Education and the University College of the Caribbean. She also works as a freelance writer and works with many local and international clients to produce hundreds of online articles, creative content and website content in addition to eBook materials. In addition to studying Software Development and Design offered from the Caribbean Institute of Technology, she completed her degree in Career Development and Counselling at the Vocational Training and Development Institute. Presently, she is completing a Post Graduate Diploma in Education. As a child, she attended Harbour View Primary and Camperdown High. Denise holds fast to the philosophy that you should follow your interests as knowledge empowers you and do not set limitations on your potential; therefore she does not believe that you must only study one specific field. For over a decade Denise has written poetry and successfully authored several volumes of poetry, while maintaining several blogs on the Wordpress platform. Denise believes her true calling in life is to be a writer and all else are bonus gifts that she has the freedom to explore. Her morals are deeply rooted in Christian principles and she lives to be a genuine example of her faith. For more of Denise's written work: The Island Journal: http: //theislandjournal.wordpress.com/ The Island Journal Wedding Edition: http: //theislandjournalweddingedition.wordpress.com/ Revelations: http: //revthechristianlife.wordpress.com/ Facebook: http: //www.facebook.com/poetessdefy)

The Best Poem Of Poetess Denise N. Fyffe

Love, Slain

The breeze whips my hair like fall leaves

Covering my face

Covering my vision

Of you;

I turn

And look in the direction where you went

My heart moans and vent

As it already misses that deep musk

Lingering,

I smell you;

My eyes turn into water pumps

Newly tapped by hurt

As you desert

The love, you left here;

And I sigh

As I realize,

You will no longer be at my side;

And I sigh

As I realize

I won't ever see that dimple

Near your right eye;

My finger creeps to secure a hold of the door frame

Newly named,

The place where our love was slain;

My knees shift as the shakes overtake them

And then, my backbone bends

And sounds unheard rip from my heart

Ricocheting,

Off tongue and throat walls;

And I cry,

Silently I cry

As I realize

You will no longer be at my side;

And I cry

As I realize

I won't ever see that dimple

Near your right eye;


I cry, and I cry

And my love screams,

Don't kill what's left within me;

And I cry, and the shadow of you

Now lives within me;


Water swells and wells at the corner of my eyes

As I remember, my favorite memory before you left

That of me looking into your honey butter eyes

And I cry.

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