Wednesday, October 21, 2009

A love letter.

My dearest,

Please don’t think me is stalking you or grovelling in the dirt when I reveal to you what I had buried deep in me while you was gone these past months.

At first, while you was gone, I try all kinda ways to tell you what I been feeling but circumstances out of me control prevent me. Dust cover-up me perfume notes. Heat, fierce like fire that people does make with rock-dry cow-dung, roast me and leave me wilting. All me flowery talk fall off and desert me.

And now that you’s here, showering me with gifts, I feel so blooming good, I ain’t want to rustle on and on, I just want to go to the root of the truth and tell you in plain, simple words how I did miss you while you was gone.

Not that I am saying that these people I leaf with didn’t treat me good. They did fling refreshment on me high and l’eau¸ and I must say, I been grateful that it was sweet l’eau…none o’ that septic tank l’eau like what them long-ago foreign neighbours used to dig up and shower their guest with, but anyway, enough of the l’eau talk…

…what I am trying to say, dearest Rain, is that no matter how much substitutes I get, you’s my One True Love. I’s just plain barking mad about you.

I know, I know you got to go away sometimes, and yes, we need space in we togetherness and so on and so forth, but when you go, I hope you don’t stay away too long, I hope I can worm me way into your affections whenever I need you.

Yours ever and always ‘til global warming do us part,

The Garden.

27 comments:

kfm said...

We garden writin letters too..ow!..it beggin fuh lil rain, but all it get is wan lick an promise...
tell yuh mudda, she orchid dat she chook in the palm tree out front get a whooole bunch of flowahs an wan in de lil white basket too sprout...me email ah gee lil trouble...

The Cloudcutter said...

Oh honey! If that doesn't get the rain to come falling down now, I don't know what will :-)
Love it, as always.

CG said...

There are big big tears in me eyes. Ah luv dat nice nice luv letta. It bruk me hart. snif snif. Now I have Suskay!

Raptus8 said...

LOL.."til global warming do us part" I love it.

Anonymous said...

GG
I would be happy to give you some rain. I had soooo much rain that one a the ole oak tree decided that it had enough and fell on the power lines at the back of my house. Thank god not on the house. My neighbors were pissed off because the power was off for 6 hours.

Mother nature for you.
Exotic Gyal

Jdid said...

well i too glad rain come back

Guyana-Gyal said...

Jdid, you should see outside now, grey and cool AND NICE!

Exotic Gyal, nah, I ain't want that abusive kinda rain, I like the gentle one we have right now, yay.
Eh-eh, look how you all have powercut over there. Oh boy, I'm sure glad y'all is okay! I feel bad about that oak tree.

Raptus, there's a blog post I must point out to you...I'll hop over to your blog soon...

CG, don't suskay too much and make too much flood, okay? Dry your lovely eyes.

Cloud, it's here, the rain is here, it's falling in the right and perfect way...rain, sun, rain...

KFM, oh no, that means the dry weather will come back here again...everything that's happening up north is passing through this way.
Whaz wrong with your email? Why you can't sort it out?

Stolid charisma said...

GG, I aint get to read this post yet. But I responded to the comment you left on my blog.

Is that quote raptus made from this post? Mane...

Pat said...

I never knew rain could be so sexy. I swear the next downfall I'm going out in the garden and I'm going to let it all happen!

The Cloudcutter said...

That's fine sweetie... it happens to me many times. Blame it on blogger!
Do you know which part of Goa they were from? Or was it too far back to remember?
I must ask my Dad about Goans in Guyana, he's quite good with keeping track of the diaspora that way :-)

Guyana-Gyal said...

Cloud, ooh, maybe your father would know...it's really far back though, time of the British in India. A soldier, surname Allyson, got married to a gal in Goa [I don't know where she was from]. They had 2 sons [maybe more children, I don't know], Robert and John. Robert ended up being an immigration officer on a ship, then he settled in Guyana.

Pat, no, nooooo, the rain would be too cold in England now. Wait for summer then 'let it all happen.' I looove that!

Stolid, I saw it, what Katungi thinks and all, but, well, what more can I say? I just wanted to explain that criticism is okay by me.
Other than that, I wish you didn't think so badly about women.

Will said...

well it's about time...

damn traveling lovers...

Anonymous said...

breath-takingly beautiful and funny! keep it up gyal!

kfm said...

email wukkin again...i write you an big bro....

we get rain....an it pour an all dem roses, orchids, hibiscus, palms, fern...my lil jungle went...aaaaahhhhhh....

Guyana-Gyal said...

KFM, now I'z waiting for this rain to come back and water this garden, look, is 3 mins. past 6, I better go water the garden.

Anonymous, thank you :-)

Will, this rain is playing games with us, travelling from here to there and back again...musical beds...that is, garden beds.

Louis-Fran├žois Pilard said...

Are you posting less and less? In 2009 so far you have posted 39 posts; in 2008, you posted 64; in 2007, 88; in 2006 142 and in 2005 220.
It's just like the rain. On Sunday, February 15, 2009, you were writing: "The late-November rain bust down as if somebody did slit the sky every which way – crossways, sideways, longways. Water pound down like sledge hammers on zinc roofs." and: "Yard flood to we ankle before we could say Slip-slap-slippa. We get li’l breaks from the rain for one hour, and if we lucky, half of half of a morning or afternoon." And on Wednesday May 21st, 2008: "Rain is beatin’ bhangra on zinc roofs, every now and then a chorus does join in with a wah, wah."

Guyana-Gyal said...

I'm sure am posting less, Louis...for quite a while I was having dreadful computer / electrical problems...so while off the pooter, I started up some other projects which are taking up more time now.

Anonymous said...

love it !

Mist

Mr. Nighttime said...

I think I know where the rain off and run to- - right here. It was raining so much over the past 2 weeks, and since it is autumn here in upstate NY, all it does is makes things cold and wet. No growin' left to do up here, just hibernating for the winter that is around the corner. Places just 20 minutes south of here already got their first snow.

It's gonna be a long winter...

sablonneuse said...

What a lovely way of asking for rain. Surely it will pour loads of water over your garden now.

cadiz12 said...

i wish i could SEND you some rain, gg! it's been pouring here for about 2 weeks, now.

Guyana-Gyal said...

Mr. N. wet AND cold sounds like people should be indoors enjoying warm soup, movies, books, blankets.

...Sab...

...Cadiz...

...even though the garden said to the rain: 'And now that you’s here, showering me with gifts, I feel so blooming good...', the miserable so and so up and left again.

kfm said...

SOMBADEE..SOOOOMBAADDEEEE...call we when we deh deeeep in caverns, wey it doan have reception, call meh, leff msg n tell me how i get brigah!....hmmmpphhh

Guyana-Gyal said...

Hey Cave Gurl, me was calling to WARN you all not to lose them chil'ren in the cave.

Loose. Some people write 'loose'.

kfm said...

hahahaa..is a guided tour..cousin Lis say we should tie dem togedda...in age....each adult has a pickney...dem kyant run or even turn loose in deh..dem does only have a certain amt of peeps at a time to take below and 135 peeps per day only...dem had loooads of fun...no signal at de battam

Hayden said...

wonderful.....

Kaya said...

Love this letter...yuh had me thinking is me you talking to at first ;)...but truely, creative...GT to GT