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Multas per gentes et multa per aequora vectus

Carried through many nations and over many seas

advenio has miseras, frater, ad inferias,

I arrived, brother, for these wretched funeral rites

ut te postremo donarem munere mortis

So that I might present you with the last tribute of death

et mutam nequiquam alloquerer cinerem.

and speak in vain to silent ash,

Quandoquidem fortuna mihi tete abstulit ipsum.

Since fortune has carried away from me you in the flesh

Heu miser indigne frater adempte mihi,

Atlas, poor brother, unfairly taken away from me,

nunc tamen interea haec, prisco quae more parentum

now in the meantime, nevertheless, these things which in the ancient custom of ancestors

tradita sunt tristi munere ad inferias,

are handed over as a sad tribute to the rites

accipe fraterno multum manantia fletu,

receive, dripping much with brotherly weeping.

atque in perpetuum, frater, ave atque vale.

And forever, brother, hail and farewell.

Adonais written by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Caught in the Net

They chatted all night long
Mornings and evenings too
They talked on telephone
Danced to calypso beat

For hours they watched the cam
Lovers in Cyber space
The place were they first met
In real time at Christmas

They met and hugged boldly
They laughed and they did dined
Slept in the pale moonlight
They woke up to the songs

Of birds on hibiscus
Gymnastics of monkeys
Stealing fruits caught their eyes
The untamed world they see

In nature's wonder land
They frolicked on the beach
They looked at moon, the stars
Watched rainbows and sunsets

They swam in clear waters
Of the Caribbean
And gathered cute seashells
Took  lots of pictures too

They took mini-bus rides
Into the countryside
And they did lots more things
Typical lovers do

From their honeymoon isle
They said their goodbyes
They mounted gangway of
An electronic bird

This bird was very huge
And with its wings outstretched
Up, up, way in the sky
To their Kentucky home 

© Paterika Hengreaves

Irritation in Hendecasyllable

Oh my, this day for her started so very mean;
She began work day with friendly smiles and keen;
Low and behold, some fiend stuck her with a pin;
Such brutal assault can only be a sin.
Battered so unjustly in cyber-valley,
From space claws, and left half-dead, the finale;
To my mind this smells like some conspiracy;
Ponder now over such blatant lunacy.
She should never think to battle a bobcat;
Or any alley cat that likes a fur mat;
So on her head it keeps raining cats and dogs ;
Night is here and so too are her whistling frogs.
Those voodoo gods she should on them cast her spell;
For such pain on her around the water well.

©Paterika Hengreaves

Friday, September 19, 2014

It is Hard Today

(Second Person Persona Poem)

You search for love and find so hard today;
The grits and pain are more than sand, for sure;
Handful of tricks, intermix to transfix
The mind, knocking at every lover’s door;
Keys do push bolts aside, with plenty screws;
So guard your soul, with a rose-thorn fence;
Players of harps would find no audience;
List of emotional needs don’t you show;
Hoping for a suitor whom you adore;
No way! Gone like the wind for ever more;
Wear ace of hearts on your chest not your sleeves
Reverse psychology tool leads your way
Say yes, when you mean no; this is called tact;
"Lying is not the charm that holds love close".

©Paterika Hengreaves
August 2006/Ohio, USA

Thursday, September 18, 2014


(Second Person Persona Poem (Trimeter/quintain)

Day and night I touch you
Can't take my mind off you
I sit and brood for you
When my hands can't touch you
You invade my mind, you.

I want you, I need you
I cannot resist you
Every day I want you
My feet crawl under you 
All the more, I want you.

My fingers embrace you
My lips can't resist you
I drink the flow of you
Brewing all over you
You in me, me in you.

Soul and body in you
Liking the taste of you
Always want more of you
In  the heat, I wait for you
All day I'm craving you.

My lips so cool on you
Sipping, I savor you
I am a slave for you
Poor me thirsting for you
The hot tea and not you.

© Paterika Hengreaves

Friday, September 05, 2014

The Cinquain Chain

comes once a year
all Christians everywhere
celebrate Nativity at


such a Christian
festival with good cheer
brings the dawn of a New Year at


and good deeds flow
from humanity’s soul
we worship baby Jesus at


gorgeous colors
and lots of jingle bells
singing carols old and new at


wishing this cheer
sticks like glue to all hearts
and stays in place all the year for


to nurture folks
that are sick and lonely
keep the love of Jesus beyond


and Christmas Eve
when busy crowds subside
the malls become deserted at


Turkeys' necks cut
so are chickens and ducks
wishing the fowlplay would stop at


those birds must cluck
under the mistletoe
with vocal chords to say Merry


is in the air
with lots of laughter too
presents all wrapped with pretty bows at

now sit beneath
the lighted Christmas tree
with tiny ornaments that dance at


jolly Santa
sitting in crowded malls
with kids laughing Oh! Ho! Merry


trees shine brightly
to help us find our way
and in the air the church bells ring


season is here
along with midnight mass
we hear voices in choirs at


sweet soprano
blends the bass and tenor
to families and neighbors at


rich and poor mix
in unison they sing
streaming carols and music at

© Paterika Hengreaves

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Saturday, August 23, 2014

Spice Isle Wedding

(Rhyming aabb)

He popped the question, I told mom;
Mom was reading Poems dot com;
My unswithered lips said: yes, yes!
The moment was hard to suppress.

On calendar, I did enter
Eleventh day of September,
That was the wedding date we fixed;
The guests’ list was totally mixed.

We took tiny plane to Spice Isle;
Point Salines gave welcome smile;
The mid-day sun poured out its tan
Five days before, wedding began.

Embracing love with the day star
Over mountains, and here we are
Building dreams, we work together
No matter, what sort of weather.

The sky in flawless canopy
Over valley and out to sea;
All in all, nature gives us much
Pride; as we share the common touch.

Picturesque land, Calivigny;
In a blooming Art Gallery;

With simple things on wedding day;
Saint David’s views they did convey.

Gentle slope clings to grassy lawn
Gave feet, velvet pads to step on;
Steps of stiff green heart mapped the way
To pier, where they would stand on bay.

What's on his mind walking the dock?
A gorgeous day on Spice Isle rock;
Spiritual leader joins him there;
Each guest will sit on sash draped chair.

Groom waits patiently on boardwalk;
Here she comes to him on the dock;
No grey sky to drench them outside;
Dressed in white, his beautiful bride.

Blue waters give tranquil backdrop;
Mangrove wind clasped hands give reed stop,
For wedding ceremony on pier;
Land filled sounds were sweet notes to hear.

Read from Great Book, and posed question;
Much love on facial expression
As they heard, the man of the cloth;
Each replied, "I do" to their troth.

Took rings: two for bride, one for groom;
He blessed them both and their symbols;

Gems sparkled eyes like sweet perfume;
"signed, sealed, delivered" with cymbals.

The birds have left to build their nest;
Skills parents taught they use the best;
Balloons hold breath on navel string;
Symbolism tags wedding ring.

Candles aglow with metaphors;
Tweeting minds with great extractors;
A candle is love in the dark;
It kindles from a tiny spark.

We recalled the date very well;
The wedding day lit up the dell.
A sad speck dropped, clouded her thought
Of her dad, in a graveyard lot;

I’ll never have a father’s dance;
But dreaming is my happy chance.
The spirit of my dad dies not;
He was here as I tied the knot.

Yes, hold that thought and smile my dear;
Dad’s love for us is always here;
In you, and your brother I say
His love, keeps shinning every day.

Pictures add more words they have said,
That sprung from any topic thread;
Cakes, broom and balloons fan the mix,
And more with candles and drum sticks.

Afro-centric nuptials in full;
Fine folklore with a charming pull
Watched the groom and bride jumped the broom;
Dominance of one showed no room.

On the feet both found common ground;
Laughter rang out in trees around;
Rose petals rained on groom and bride;
Nature filled their cup with glowing pride.

Beneath their feet rose petals kiss;
Autumn splendor to reminisce;
But there is more that I must tell,
Of this September wedding spell;

Toss bridal bouquet, all said yes;
Unanimous vote came from guests;
On grassy slope shoes kicked aside;
Naked feet moved from side to side.

One determined mind to crop prize;
A winning plan she did devise;
Obstacles in hand placed on ground;
Participants gathered around.

Bride tossed bouquet in wedding dress
In mid-air, whose hands will it bless?
Like greased lightning the bouquet flew;
Michelle after it did pursue.

Michelle's outstretched hands cupped the prize;
And with the legend it supplies;
In grand style she holds the bouquet;
Congratulations poured her way.

Now she poses with the new bride
What thoughts now in her head reside?
A wish that soon she too would wed;
Of course, such thoughts she never said.

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Friday, August 22, 2014

Cleanliness is next to Godliness

(Third Person Persona Omniscient)

“Water, glycerin, oil or gel”, she yelled;
And thinks kids don’t have a clue how to spell;
Anxious boys rubbed their heads before the bell;
Today, the tap runs slow; she said “Oh well,
Drench them now before their skins burn like hell”.
In her mind’s eye she sees water abuse
This issue she likes to bring up with Bruce

Lather every body part up and down
Face first; “What for?” he said “in front the clown”;
“Wash very well between those locks and curls”;
She said to him, “Get off my bloody nerves”.
“See now they all have eaten the hors d'oeuvres”.
Cleanliness is uppermost in Sue’s mind
Thinks gluttony is a child of a swine

“Hey, see those trees all dressed in coats of snow
On their trunks, leaves, limbs; Oh how well they glow;
Spring has come to wash them from head to toe,
Refreshed with food” she said, and so much more;
In her eyes she mused; spring is at man’s door;
She fancies prancing in crop-over band,
Sweet calypso vibes, with her toes in sand...

“Mom always sings in bathroom” said Michelle
“Then off she goes to work fields at Bakewell”;
She likes wearing shoes from Mademoiselle;
Holding noses they shouted as they ran
Thinking that skunks are hiding in bedpan,
In that house that is never spick-and-span;
To romp and roll with mahogany bird.

“Deadly tornado struck Oklahoma,
Wind speed has moved on to Arizona”
Said the storm chaser to the Governor;
Anderson Cooper from cable network
Said, “First responders’ knees deep, in hard work”;
Garbage and flattened homes carpet the scene;
Cleaning up all the mess is their routine.

© Paterika Hengreaves
June 2013/Barbados

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Hope Beyond the Grave

Mark these letters I  insist, Isis is
Void of human qualities I insist
Is a satanic pack  roaming the land
Rotten nuts think they have the upper hand

Poor excuse for humans in stolen tanks
James Foley  the civilized world says thanks
For sterling  service in journalism
Kidnap by the hands of barbarism

Humanity is feeling so very blue
And your family in many ways too
No amount of words can we this day pen
Sweet, the name James biblical to the end...

God' gift of paradise to you extend
Our prayer, for God clears forks around the bend
Memories of you stick on us like glue;
As that eternal flame burning anew;

For sure, memories in mind will queue;
And come down like rain and up like the dew;
Comfort words to your family we pen;
Watching his twinkling star on us descend...

© Paterika Hengreaves
 (August 21, 2014)

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Anthem 1

Māori Version

E Ihowā Atua,
O ngā iwi mātou rā
Āta whakarangona;
Me aroha noa
Kia hua ko te pai;
Kia tau tō atawhai;
Manaakitia mai

Ōna mano tāngata
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Iwi Māori, Pākehā,
Rūpeke katoa,
Nei ka tono ko ngā hē
Māu e whakaahu kē,
Kia ora mārire

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Tōna kaha kia ū;
Tōna rongo hei pakū
Ki te ao katoa
Aua rawa ngā whawhai
Ngā tutū e tata mai;
Kia tupu nui ai

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Ko te ao mārama;
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Taiāwhio noa.
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Meinga kia kore kau;
Waiho i te rongo mau

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Tika rawa, pono pū;
Tōna noho, tāna tū;
Iwi nō Ihowā.
Kaua mōna whakamā;
Kia hau te ingoa;
Kia tū hei tauira;

English Version

God of Nations at Thy feet,
In the bonds of love we meet,
Hear our voices, we entreat,
God defend our free land.
Guard Pacific's triple star
From the shafts of strife and war,
Make her praises heard afar,
God defend New Zealand.

Men of every creed and race,
Gather here before Thy face,
Asking Thee to bless this place,
God defend our free land.
From dissension, envy, hate,
And corruption guard our state,
Make our country good and great,
God defend New Zealand.

Peace, not war, shall be our boast,
But, should foes assail our coast,
Make us then a mighty host,
God defend our free land.
Lord of battles in Thy might,
Put our enemies to flight,
Let our cause be just and right,
God defend New Zealand.

Let our love for Thee increase,
May Thy blessings never cease,
Give us plenty, give us peace,
God defend our free land.
From dishonour and from shame,
Guard our country's spotless name,
Crown her with immortal fame,
God defend New Zealand.

May our mountains ever be
Freedom's ramparts on the sea,
Make us faithful unto Thee,
God defend our free land.
Guide her in the nations' van,
Preaching love and truth to man,
Working out Thy glorious plan,
God defend New Zealand.

Anthem 2

God Save the Queen

God save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen,
God save The Queen.
Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us:
God save The Queen.

O Lord our God, arise,
Scatter our enemies,
And make them fall;
Confound their politics,
Frustrate their knavish tricks;
On thee our hopes we fix:
God save us all.

Thy choicest gifts in store
On her be pleased to pour,
Long may she reign.
May she defend our laws,
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice,
God save The Queen.

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