A Poet's Kingdom

By Joseph P. Policape

A Poet's Kingdom

A kingdom of words that serves the needs of its poetry citizens, A Poet's Kingdom is
a head and heart rainbow of existence: happiness, sadness, pride, hope and displeasure, regret and perspective, grief and joy, the simple thankfulness of God, nature, and life; all are to be found in this new collection.

Poet, writer, thinker, Joseph P. Policape was born in Haiti and arrived on these shores
in the early 1980s. His higher education took place in Massachusetts with focus on business, Computer Technology, and theology, but the love of poetry had always been
a permanent love. Author of three poetry collections, a short story book and a novel, Policape will also be publishing this year, a major work on his native country: A BEAUTIFUL AGONY: VISIONARIES AND FREEDOM FIGHTERS IN HAITIAN HISTORY. The courage of political and existential freedom is the raison d'tre of this new collection.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Mar 27, 2012
• ISBN: 9781469185194

Joseph P. Policape

If life or someone has discouraged you, this book will revitalize you. Poet, writer, thinker, and citizen, Dr. Joseph P. Policape was born in Haiti. He moved to the United States in the early eighties. His higher education took place in Massachusetts whereby he focused on Mental Health and Christian Psychology. Writing short story collections, a short story book has always been in the mind of the author Joseph P. Policape.

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Poet’s Kingdom

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Joseph P. Policape

Copyright © 2012 by Joseph P. Policape.

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Contents

Acknowledgment

I

Life Nature & Death

That Little Black Bird on the Tree

My Birth Place

Life

Why Man is so Cruel?

My Brother’s Death

My Sister’s Death

My Days

That’s Not the Only Thing I Can Do!

My Temperament

This Is Who I Am

My Aunt’s Funeral

Playing With My Shadow

You Got Kidnapped!

AIDS

I am a Poet

I Have Hope

II

Religious & Seasonal

A Prayer for a Sick World

I Search For Thee

An Eye Toward the Needy

The Promise

Death Penalty

Thank You

I am perfectly Made

A Good Samaritan

Good Friday

On Christmas Day

My Future

In the Garden of Eden

Listen To The Wise Boy

Jesus Loves Me, This I Know

Jesus Went to Heaven

My Dear God

A Christian’s Companion

All Away With Jesus

I Am a Soldier

There is a God

He Will Descend I Will Ascend

I Must Go

When I Get to Heaven

In Paradise

Tomorrow

A Soul in Despair

My Kingdom Is Not Here

Dancing With the Book

Be Still

The Beauty of the Universe

My Dear Mother

III

America & Heroes

Boston

Central Square Cambridge, Massachusetts

Our America,

On the Eleventh of September

In Memory of the Christians on the 11th

The American Army

Bill Clinton

Oprah Born to Be

The morning of 9-11

New York

Lift Up The Face Of America

A Plea for Fairness

Do Not Judge

Welcome Honorable Obama

Madeleine Korbel Albright

IV

Love and Lust

Love and Happiness

Be Mine

Love

The Night of My Seduction

Je vis pour Toi

Should I say Goodbye?

The Woman in the Aisle

Blue Jeans

V

Family & Friends

Thank You, Mother

My Daughter’s Eighth Birthday

My Dear Children

My Great Companion, Médor

A Faithful Friend

Your Child and Television

My Son Is Born

My Son’s First Birthday

A Prayer for My Daughter

My Daughter’s First Birthday

Pierre Richard Nelson

Someone Believes in Me

MY Best Friend Sathy

Louis Samuel Polycarpe

Josue Rameau

VI

Haiku & Short Poems

My own Treasure

No More

They Will Forget

You’re My Friend

Death

Life

The Rain

I Need No Friend

O, Earth and Heaven

Keep Your Success

Sorry Friends

Love These Days

To see Heaven

Religion

The Lwa

Who Am I

Drink my blood

Duvalier

Living On Earth

I See You In Nature

Spring

The Snake

Goodbye winter

Summer

Sorrow

Season’s Greetings

Greetings to You

Acknowledgment

I want to thank R. L., my sincere friend for reading and editing this book. I want to thank Elishah and Rebecca Policape, my wonderful son and daughter for giving me encouragement and support while writing this book. I would like to also acknowledge Dreamstime.com for giving me permission to use the picture on the cover of this book.

I

Life Nature & Death

That Little Black Bird on the Tree

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That little black bird on the sycamore tree is a singer.

I hear her sweet voice singing as she flies among the lilies.

Oh, she is a beautiful black bird migrated from the north.

Her voice is so incredible; she should be part of a contest.

That little black bird forces me to read my poetry for her.

She knows music, music she learns from her mother’s nest.

When she sings, sometimes I can hear her say love is eternal.

When she sings the entire universe is enchanted by her songs.

I can see her listen to me carefully when I read my poems.

What a beautiful bird? And who in the world is happier than her?

That bird sings, she echoes the universe with her splendid voice.

She is so gifted, that black bird sitting on the branch of the sycamore.

That little black bird does not plant neither does she reap her harvest,

But who on earth is richer and happier than her with her cloying

Voice singing for the Lord a sweet song to tell how she is blessed.

I wish to hear the little bird everyday, so that I can learn to be a better poet.

That little black bird, I have more than her but can never be so bless.

She lives in the green forest, she eat grain from the sycamore trees.

She satisfies with what she has; she blesses the Almighty for his

Goodness, but humans so rich have no time to praise the Lord.

My Birth Place

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Ah God, my country is very poor

A disease so difficult to be cured

But I shall not forget my birthplace.

In my brain it shall never erase.

I left my land for a better life

To find myself in a more bitter strife.

Only God knows what I endure.

As an alien life is more obscure.

My birthplace was rich with coffee.

But the citizens gave the coffee for free

So were the chocolates, bananas and mangoes

That I will never find in Colorado.

My friend moved to the US at eleven.

He thought America was a heaven

But what can be best than one’s birthplace.

One’s birthplace is God’s grace.

I recall the times I swam in the beaches

While I was eating mangoes and peaches

In Basin Thom, Elizanne, Gri Gri and Gro Basin.

Oh, I used to have all kinds of fruits in my garden.

Oh, that life there how can I ever forget?

Orangé, Tibra, Grande River and Lulette

Those beautiful rivers I will always think of.

But only in my dream I shall return thereof.

Life

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You do not have to define life to me!

If you can’t move and breathe,

You’re not a living thing.

The tiny thing called cell is lifeless.

You’re defunct.

Life