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Catullus 101

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, December 07, 2014

Police Wives Association of Barbados

(An Acrostic Quintet in Iambic Pentameter rhyming abbcc)

Police wives planted across Bimshire land
Without doubt, Grace, called us to come on out
At Weymouth grounds, plenty words lips did spout
On ways to complement the Police Force;
By charitable deeds, they would enforce.

Plank by plank wives built up foundation’s base;
Welded talents rose from kitchen table,
And keenly cabinet did assemble;
On March twenty-six, nineteen eighty-four
Birth PWA, first on this shore.

Pledging their friendship, unity and strength,
Wives of Bajan policemen formed this club;
And this association is their hub,
Of grand charitable activities;
Blending their zeal and sensitivities;

Proudly wives wear their pin of allegiance;
Where’re they go, they stand out in the crowd;
As “Image” pens their thoughts as words allowed,
Of causes that are for the common good;
Beautiful projects are well understood.

Projects seed our scholarships and welfare;
With head, heart and soul running together
All hands, work in any kind of weather.
Our work, goes beyond, twenty-five years;
Bonded by those goals… of its pioneers.

©Paterika Hengreaves
March 18, 2009, Barbados

Congratulations and Happy 25th Anniversary to the Police Wives Association
I wish you many more anniversaries
And endless blessings for the fruits of your charitable works.

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Sunday, November 02, 2014

Isis against US in Triolet

ISIS against US in Triolet

Mark all these words;
ISIS worthless;
These packs of herds;
Mark all these words
Wolves and jailbirds
Out to kill us
Mark all these words
As we discuss.

Lies overheard;          
From this circus,        
Of debased turds;      
Lies overheard.
Their deeds concurred;
Lips cursing us;
Lies overheard;
As they discuss.

Their rockets heard;  
Stolen surplus;
Their rockets heard;
They killed a Kurd
For no purpose;
Their rockets heard,
Bloody circus...

© Paterika Hengreaves
(November 2014)

Saturday, November 01, 2014

A Father's Day Ode

Not in Brazil, down-under and Thailand
But, within US and across Bimshire land;
Father's Day, is the third Sunday in June;
To fathers, men in mines of Monongah;
This day is yours and we hold you in awe;
Your helping hands, build family fortunes;
Whether a Jew, a Muslin or Christian;
Long before the Watergate drowned Nixon,
He gave, Fathers' Day its true holiday.

Fathers and those so-so-fathers alike!
Kids need, dads who don't ever take a hike;
Would green-ear men make good dads at eighteen?
Great dads bring feathers to household pillars;
Great dads bring smiles to family dinners;
Are deadbeat fathers few, and in between?
Every single child needs a good father,
And wifely mother who enjoys laughter;
Fathers everywhere! "Happy Father's Day".

© Paterika Hengreaves
June 16, 2011/St James, Barbados

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Planted Hero of Trafalgar Square

This square within a square
So many times those things
Before us, we don't see;
The changing tide we fight,
It with all our might.
Globalization is
The crust that holds firmly,
The economic pie
And nothing, is the same;
When the day has ended.

Do you stop to wonder
Why, sometimes tears do fall
Simultaneously, when
Those kisses  are planted?
Why good memories are
Made of bliss, and bad ones
Flow from those teary eyes
And terror everywhere?
How many times we see
A square, within a square?

How many times we see,
People squatting out there,
In the air and the rain,
Around Trafalgar Square,
Heroes’ Square, the swing bridge,
Central Bank and the pier?
In the symbolism
Are many images
That keep on appearing;

And those opposing views
We hear and read in news.
Now folks are crying out,
All over the land that
There stands a Navy man
In Trafalgar Square in
Independence Square with
Limestone eyes at Barrow,
Our national hero;
This sailor from Britain;

A square within a square,
No pun intended, but
This foreign Admiral
Of the high seas fought for
The British monarchy;
This Lord towers high in
The middle of the square,
Faced Broad Street; backs Broad Street
Close to those buildings for

This foreign sentinel
Guards prominent site in
Barbados, this sailor
With a gun at his side
Near the boardwalk that
Hugs the ebbing tide,
And this man with one-eye,
One hand sailed many storms
Swirling the seven seas
And Caribbean lands.

He looked at hurricanes
In their destructive eyes
On the sea and the land;
Yet he stands steadfastly,
Like the stately Royal
Palms near the bay, with their
Feet in sandy clay in
The porous coral ground.
This Norfolk Admiral
Gazes in full command;

Over harbor, the land,
The careenage and the
Tranquil estuary
Laden with all types of
Vessels mariners keep.
He watches ocean deep;
Wishes amid the stars
That he could again sail,
Blue Caribbean Sea
And mingle with Pringle.

At him everyone stares
But, their gazes are looks
Of admiration mixed
With condemnation at
His firm stance, demanding
So much more than a glance.
Tourists from near and far
Have come to pay homage
To noble Englishman
With one hand and one eye.

 With flashing cameras,
On this their Libra knight;
His stony face shines in
The hot tropical sun,
As he bemoans the bell
That chimes loudly in his
Ears like Big Ben every
Hour, and the hovering
Birds that shit on his head
And "ladies of the night". 

Colonial Bajans
Worshiped this Admiral,
'Cause at forty-seven
This Lord, a rector's son
Showed extreme bravery
In Battle Trafalgar,
Eighteen hundred and five,
Bajans  adopted Englishman
As their new found hero
In their "Little England".

Eight years after his death,
Westmacott’s bronze statue
Of this rector’s son was
Place on Barbados' soil
In Trafalgar Square and
His memory lives on;
In colonial breeze
But discontent surfaced
Concerning his placement
In the Trident nation.

Patriotic Bajans
Aired their discontentment
For this British hero,
Lord Nelson in their square,
Heroes Square, with Barrow,
Father of their nation
Their hero, who gave them
Independence in the
Year, nineteen sixty-six,
And sent back Union Jack.

To quell the discontent
That brewed on the island,
Trafalgar Square renamed
The Independence Square.
Discontentment remained;
Nelson's relocation
Aired, across the island;
Barrow must take his spot,
He is our true hero;
No foreigner will do.

Appeasement back on board
Because they want the votes;
So the Square was renamed
Heroes Square but still the
Controversy remains
On the land, because the
People want Nelson move
From Heroes' Square, a place
For National Heroes;
Not Foreign Heroes

The jury is still out;
Lord Nelson still usurps;
Politicians silent; 
The Trident people still
Waiting for the day, when
Admiral Lord Nelson,
This British hero is
Relocated to a
Place at the Garrison;
His final resting place.

© Paterika Hengreaves
(Barbados, 2003)

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Saturday, October 25, 2014


(Hendecasyllabic Acrostic Reversed-Telestich)

Peace, perfect peace we ask of God, Our Father;
rich and the poor alike He gives the whole peace;
all He asks is to pray noiselessly each day;
your place He made greater than an amoeba;
eyes fixed to see His love here, there and yonder;
raining down like manna with transparent wrap.

© Paterika Hengreaves

Thursday, October 16, 2014

The Christmas Candle Tree

(In Ballad form rhyming abab)

Oh yellow candle on green stem
Glowing beams in the sun
Captures the eyes from all of them
As they drive, walk or run.

Giving light of love at Christmas
So warm and inviting
Nature's presents for all of us
Candle tree is glowing.

In St. Lucy and way beyond
In gardens and roadsides
Candlestick's beauty is au fond
The love of light resides…

Oh yellow candle on green stem
Glowing beams in the sun
Captures the eyes from all of them
As they drive, walk or run.

I see in those candle-like blooms
Beauty and metaphors
Hope and Nature talking volumes
Baby Jesus is ours.

As Lucy wears her saintly crown
Of candle bush that heals
Gives way to chatter in Speightstown
The prayer plant reveals…

Oh yellow candle on green stem
Glowing beams in the sun
Captures the eyes from all of them
As they drive, walk or run.

© Paterika Hengreaves


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In plenty and in time of need
When this fair land was young
Our brave forefathers sowed the seed
From which our pride was sprung
A pride that makes no wanton boast
Of what it has withstood
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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
Kiri whero, kiri mā,
Iwi Māori, Pākehā,
Rūpeke katoa,
Nei ka tono ko ngā hē
Māu e whakaahu kē,
Kia ora mārire

Tōna mana kia tū!
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

Waiho tona takiwā
Ko te ao mārama;
Kia whiti tōna rā
Taiāwhio noa.
Ko te hae me te ngangau
Meinga kia kore kau;
Waiho i te rongo mau

Tōna pai me toitū
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.

Note: The second verse of 'God Save The Queen' is commonly omitted.

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