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Taboo Arrangements

Posted by tpegonline on April 23, 2012

This poem is a series of 17 haiku poems that are strung together in a series to tell a story. I call this style that I created a haiku chain poem. According to Dictionary.com, a haiku is a major form of Japanese verse, written in 17 syllables divided into 3 lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables, and employing highly evocative allusions and comparisons, often on the subject of nature or one of the seasons; or a poem written in this form.

In this poem, I’m writing about what seems to be a burgeoning alternative lifestyle, polyamory.

I usually write my haiku chains from the first person perspective, but this is more from a third person vantage point.

I am neither advocating nor condemning polyamory. I am just objectively reporting on it.

I hope that you like it.

“Taboo Arrangements”
By Tyrone Turner
Copyright 2012
All rights reserved.

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Can’t settle for one
love? Maybe you don’t have to.
If all can agree.

Monogamy. Who
says that it is the best way
or the only way?

Perhaps some men are
better suited for more than
one love at a time.

Isn’t there a chance
that some woman are better
off with many men?

You can love more than
one person at a time. It
is not about sex.

In a healthy, full
romantic relationship,
sex is part of it.

It is not all there
is to a relationship.
Just one pizza slice.

Maybe one makes you
laugh. The other helps you in your
business. True team work.

This one is a chef.
That one is a musician.
The other, a clerk.

She is a doctor.
The one over there is an
actress. Stage and screen.

This one is a teacher.
That one is a financial
planner. Good women.

Variety is
the spice of life. Mix it up
a little. Its fun.

Polyamory.
That is what loving many
is being called now.

It is about love.
Not about sex. Not swinging.
No orgies. Just love.

Everyone must be
on one accord. No secret
lovers. Be honest.

This is not for all.
Some may be too jealous or
think this to be vile.

An alternative
lifestyle. Generally scorned.
Taboo arrangements.

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Know my name. Kweku.

Posted by tpegonline on April 7, 2012

This poem is a series of 22 haiku poems that are strung together in a series to tell a story. I call this style that I created a haiku chain poem. According to Dictionary.com, a haiku is a major form of Japanese verse, written in 17 syllables divided into 3 lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables, and employing highly evocative allusions and comparisons, often on the subject of nature or one of the seasons; or a poem written in this form.

In this poem, I’m introducing you to a character that I created. His name is Kweku Annan. He is a supernatural being that will be featured in an upcoming short story that I’m writing called Girls Just Wanna have Fun.

Kweku is the male personification of the same supernatural spirit that also incarnates as Akuba in its female form.

I hope that you enjoy this piece and thank you in advance for taking the time to read this post.

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“Know my name. Kweku.”
© 2012 Tyrone Turner
All rights reserved.

Tall, dark and handsome.
What women tend to dream of.
Too black and too strong.

Kissed by the sun, I
stand six-two and weigh-in at
two-fifty – rock solid.

Barrel-chested. Big
biceps and muscular legs.
Stern yet soft brown eyes.

A fierce warrior.
A learned scholar and shrewd
entrepreneur, babe.

My cologne will have
you spellbound and eating out
of my hand. Really.

Bass voice whispering
in your ear. Hot tongue licking
your lobe. Just breathe, hon.

Do you feel the warmth
of my touch? The strength in my
large hands. Holding you.

Idris, Denzel, and
Morris rolled up into one.
All true man.

Sugar. Spice. All that
is nice. That is what girls are
made of. Tasty treats.

Boys are not made of
rags, tags and puppy dog tails.
Don’t treat them as such!

Lying and playing
games with a man’s emotions
may be dangerous.

Gold digging may lead
to grave digging so keep your
hands out of pockets.

Leading a man on with
promises of pleasure could
make them do strange things.

Good and bad reside
in the hearts of men. Make sure
to handle with care.

Look into my eyes.
Now close your eyes and listen
to the words I speak.

The present is a
gift. That is why it is called
the present. Get it?

But do understand
that this gift can also be
a curse if misused.

Your future is not
predetermined. The power
of choice is your own.

I will show you what
is possible and to be
avoided. Be warned.

I do not repeat
things so make sure to take heed
of the words I speak.

You may dream of me
while you sleep or go into
trance during the day.

Never say that you
have not had a chance. You did.
Know my name. Kweku.

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