It calls for all

 

The tensions are high and ratcheting up again
Clink, clank
The industrial complex creeps forward 
Like the rapid rail
The death rattle of the zone
Death rattle of the peace
Hospice care, CARICOM cares
Commercial mice swear
…fealty
To other gods?
The price of their benediction
The lives of men, mighty and mealy

Cross the line, borders drawn
Radars down, eyes alert
But closed tightly, squinting in fear
While others are others are wide open
Pupils dilated with euphoria
Pockets fattening as they sip
Pinkys up
Get a grip, get a grip
Clink, clank, clank
Ebenezer.

The slow moving push
Waters rushing from the heights of La Seiva
To Town, hitting the pipes with such 
Velocity, every atom is embossed
Known by its name and number
Positioned to plunder

Will wonders every truly cease?
Gaze upon heaps of deceased men
Memories, mothers and families
But the resolution goes on 
Clanking, creeping
Quiet and then, screaming
Dissenting approval, delegated authority
While the people chant
Their hands are raising
While their voices fade away

With an atomic red haze


-CocoaTea Poetry🌱

Check out my first book Respair: The rain after drought
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Launching Respair: The rain after drought

It’s crazy to think that it’s finally here🎊

My first book!

This is the result of many big feelings, much writing and the hand of the Lord (on my neck😅).

I present to you Respair: The rain after drought

What does Respair mean?

Its an old-timey word for fresh hope or recovery from despair. It is the opposite of despair and encourages optimism in the face of difficult times and moving beyond them.

Respair: The rain after drought is a poetry collection exploring spiritual transition, love for God, and personal journeys. It covers themes of creation, faith, overcoming challenges, and seeking spiritual purpose. As a citizen of Trinidad and Tobago, I infuse my work with caribbean roots and peer at the complexities of the christian faith.

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This book chronicles in poetry, my faith walk through hard times, battles with mental health, self discovery and finding purpose in God. This work was inspired by God and He penned it through my choppy prose and coskelle colloquialisms.

As you read, I pray that you feel seen, encouraged and take even greater courage in your own journey.

-Ayanna from CocoaTea Poetry🌱

Time bound

 My skin still stings 

from lessons learnt 

So bitter, I gag

All these years later

- CocoaTea.Poetry

One hand does slap

Hazardous is

The hand that sweetly caresses your face 

Comforting, is

the same hand that presses you down

-cocoatea.poetry