Down By The Carib Sea Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A B CDC EFGF HHIIJJKKGG A D KKKKLLDDDDDLLL DDMML LLL A M MM DDNMMMM FFOO MMDDM PPM P Q FFMMNMFF QDDDD FFDDDFOF QRSRDDDDDDD F Q DGTTGG MCUUCVWCC EC EXEXGGUCDC EC P D GPPGMMMMMMM MMDYY

IA
-
Sunrise in the TropicsB
-
Sol Sol mighty lord of the tropic zoneC
Here I wait with the trembling starsD
To see thee once more take thy throneC
-
There the patient palm tree watchingE
Waits to say Good morn to theeF
And a throb of expectationG
Pulses through the earth and meF
-
Now o'er nature falls a hushH
Look the East is all a blushH
And a growing crimson crestI
Dims the late stars in the westI
Now a flood of golden lightJ
Sweeps across the silver nightJ
Swift the pale moon fades awayK
Before the light girt King of DayK
See the miracle is doneG
Once more behold The SunG
-
IIA
-
Los CigarillosD
-
This is the land of the dark eyed genteK
Of the dolce far nienteK
Where we dream awayK
Both the night and dayK
At night time in sleep our dreams we invokeL
Our dreams come by day through the redolent smokeL
As it lazily curlsD
And slowly unfurlsD
From our lipsD
And the tipsD
Of our fragrant cigarillosD
For life in the tropics is only a jokeL
So we pass it in dreams and we pass it in smokeL
Smoke smoke smokeL
-
Tropical constitutionsD
Call for occasional revolutionsD
But after that's throughM
Why there's nothing to doM
But smoke smokeL
-
For life in the tropics is only a jokeL
So we pass it in dreams and we pass it in smokeL
Smoke smoke smokeL
-
IIIA
-
TeestayM
-
Of tropic sensations the worstM
Is sin duda the tropical thirstM
-
When it starts in your throat and constantly growsD
Till you feel that it reaches down to your toesD
When your mouth tastes like furN
And your tongue turns to dustM
There's but one thing to doM
And do it you mustM
Drink teestayM
-
Teestay a drink with a historyF
A delicious delectable mysteryF
Cinco centavos el vaso senorO
If you take one you will surely want moreO
-
Teestay teestayM
The national drink on a feast dayM
How it coolingly ticklesD
As downward it tricklesD
Teestay teestayM
-
And you wish as you take it down at a quaffP
That your neck was constructed a la giraffeP
Teestay teestayM
-
IVP
-
The Lottery GirlQ
-
Lottery lotteryF
Take a chance at the lotteryF
Take a ticketM
Or better take twoM
Who knows what the futureN
May hold for youM
Lottery lotteryF
Take a chance at the lotteryF
-
Oh limpid eyed girlQ
I would take every chanceD
If only the prizeD
Were a love flashing glanceD
From your fathomless eyesD
-
Lottery lotteryF
Try your luck at the lotteryF
Consider the sizeD
Of the capital prizeD
And take ticketsD
For the lotteryF
Tickets senor Tickets senorO
Take a chance at the lotteryF
-
Oh crimson lipped girlQ
With the magical smileR
I would count that the gambleS
Were well worth the whileR
Not a chance would I missD
If only the prizeD
Were a honey bee kissD
Gathered in sipsD
From those full ripened lipsD
And a love flashing glanceD
From your eyesD
-
VF
-
The Dancing GirlQ
-
Do you know what it is to danceD
Perhaps you do know in a fashionG
But by dancing I meanT
Not what's generally seenT
But dancing of fire and passionG
Of fire and delirious passionG
-
With a dusky haired senoritaM
Her dark misty eyes near your ownC
And her scarlet red mouthU
Like a rose of the southU
The reddest that ever was grownC
So close that you catchV
Her quick panting breathW
As across your own face it is blownC
With a sigh and a moanC
-
Ah that is dancingE
As here by the Carib it's knownC
-
Now whirling and twirlingE
Like furies we goX
Now soft and caressingE
And sinuously slowX
With an undulating motionG
Like waves on a breeze kissed oceanG
And the scarlet red mouthU
Is nearer your ownC
And the dark misty eyesD
Still softer have grownC
-
Ah that is dancing that is lovingE
As here by the Carib they're knownC
-
VIP
-
Sunset in the TropicsD
-
A silver flash from the sinking sunG
Then a shot of crimson across the skyP
That bursting lets a thousand colors flyP
And riot among the clouds they runG
Deepening in purple flaming in goldM
Changing and opening fold after foldM
Then fading through all of the tints of the rose into grayM
Till taking quick fright at the coming nightM
They rush out down the westM
In hurried questM
Of the fleeing dayM
-
Now above where the tardiest color flares a moment yetM
One point of light now two now three are setM
To form the starry stairsD
And in her fire fly crownY
Queen Night on velvet slippered feet comes softly downY

James Weldon Johnson



Rate:
(1)



Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme

Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation


Write your comment about Down By The Carib Sea poem by James Weldon Johnson


 

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 5 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Popular Poets