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True Bajan Beauty

Posted by tpegonline on October 30, 2012

This poem is for the ladies from Barbados.

This poem is a series of 20 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.

All of my poems have the title of the poem in the last line of the poem. Also, song titles and movie titles have been hyperlinked to their respective audio files on GrooveShark.com.

This poem is part of my Caribbean Queens Series.

“True Bajan Beauty”

© 2012 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved

Sweetheart, you are so
very special to me. You
brought me Back to Life.

When I was going
through tough times, your love kept me
afloat. I made it.

My Caribbean
Queen. Your Love is so good.
I’m So Into You.

You told me that your
granny said, “When yuh en’ got
horse, ride cow.”
So true!

Did granny also
teach you to be careful ’round
me, girl? Don’t Bend Down!

I’m just teasing, love.
You are so much more than meets
the eye. So much more.

You are so sexy.
Beautiful brown skin. Plump in
all the right places.

You also do well
in other parts of your life.
Always so busy.

I get you to take
it easy, but you say, “Hey,
I’ve Got Work To Do
.”

No prob. Its All Good.
I know that you got my back. You
have never left me.

Whenever I need
you, you’re there. Always On Time.
The Love of My Life.

Even when its so damn
hot that it is 96
Degrees in the Shade
,

You let me under
your Umbrella like that girl,
lovely Rihanna.

Cou Cou and Flying
Fish is such a tasty dish.
Mauby is my drink.

When we made love last,
you had me do the “Dollar
Wine.”
Big money!

Now That We Found Love
what are we going to do
about it? I know!

Let’s Get Married.
Our life will be new music:
Spouge Roots Rock Reggae.

Spouge Is Bajan. It
is kind of a Ska mixed with
Calypso. New style.

Some may not have heard
of Ska. Well, This Is Ska. Good
like some Mount Gay Rum.

You’re magnificent.
Strength and grit nicely wrapped-up.
True Bajan Beauty.

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Dominicana

Posted by tpegonline on October 26, 2012

This poem is for the ladies of the Dominican Republic. 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.

All of my poems have the title of the poem in the last line of the poem. Also, song titles and movie titles have been hyperlinked to their respective audio files and summary pages on GrooveShark.com or IMDB.com.

This poem is part of my Caribbean Queens Series.

“Dominicana”

© 2012 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved

Three continents flow
through your veins making you such
a lovely creature.

Child of Taino,
Spain and West Africa. All
the best of three worlds.

Cocoa complexion
tanned by the Caribbean
sun. So soft yet firm.

Full, luscious, ruby
red lips, round hips and shapely
legs. You Turn Me On.

Whenever I leave
your bed in the early hours
of the new morning

I whisper the words
to one of your favorite
songs, Volvere

One time, You asked me
to stay, Pero muñeca,
Me Tengo Que Ir
.

You told me that if
I stay you’d make mangu, eggs
and turkey sausage.

Sounded like a good
plan to me so I got back in
the bed beside you.

As you look In My
Eyes
, what do you see? Do you
see the dancing hearts?

It is because
I love you so. I only
rush out to go work.

I don’t really want
to leave you, but I want us
to have a future.

Not any future,
but a bright, prosperous one.
For us and our kids.

Without you, chula
Ain’t No Sunshine in my life.
Your mind, goals and soul.

Also, Tu Cuerpo
Me Arrebata
. Can’t
Get Enough
of you.

Zoe Saldana
starred in Columbiana, she
has roots in DR.

You’re proud of your home.
When asked, you smile and say, “Soy
Dominicana.”

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Belizean Creole

Posted by tpegonline on October 24, 2012

This is a 17-part haiku chain is part of what I call my Caribbean Queens Series. This poem dedicated to the beautiful sistas from the Central American paradise of Belize. Song titles are hyperlinked to their respective audio files on GrooveShark.com. Enjoy!

“Belizean Creole”

© 2012 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved

Pretty woman from
the Western Caribbean
nation of Belize.

You told me that your
ancestors came from Kongo
and from Angola.

They were kidnapped and
made slaves for the logging trade.
Mixed with the Scottish.

Some of your cousins
are called Garinagu. Black.
Arawak. Carib.

I love Belizean
food. Especially rice and
beans with stew chicken.

The Boil-Up with
fish is pretty tasty too.
Good food and lovin’!

That accent of yours
is something else. Sometimes I
tease you about it.

I’m just kidding though
because you know that it is
music to my ears.

Just a Touch of Love
is all I want right now. Just
a wee little bit.

Can we stop by a
short stay spot just to smooth-out
all of this tension?

I know that we have
a lovely home to go to
but I want you now.

Girl, what can I say?
Love Wont Let Me Wait. Lets Get
It On
, Sweet Baby.

You gave me that look
that you give me when you have
a surprise in store.

What is it, my dear?
“Cow no bizniz ina haas
galop! Mahn, chill now!”

So, you want me to
mind my business, huh? But
you are my business.

I’m going to be
employee of the month. I
Get the Job Done
, hon.

I’ll tell you what, y’all.
Few things are finer than a
Belizean Creole.

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Hot Haitian Honey

Posted by tpegonline on October 22, 2012

This 18-part haiku chain poem is dedicated to all of the lovely ladies from Haiti.

Song titles are hyperlinked to their respective audio files on GrooveShark.com.

I hope that you all like the poem.

“Hot Haitian Honey”

© 2012 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved.

Your sweet whispers are
some times in Kreyol, other
times French or English.

You have taught me some
of your nation’s history.
Once called San Domingue.

Sugar was a precious,
high-demand commodity.
Europe had a sweet tooth.

They also liked rum
“Á votre santé!” That’s French.
It means “To your health.”

Saint Domingue was the
crown jewel of France. Richest
land in the New World.

Kidnapped Africans
Were made slaves to sow and reap
in hot, humid fields.

Dutty Boukman and
Toussaint L’Ouverture grew
weary of all the crap.

They kicked out the French.
The second New World country
to free Europe’s yoke.

Blacks and Mulattoes
united to make it so.
The flag is blue and red.

Blue is for the Blacks.
Red for Mulattoes. On top,
liberty cap and palmette.

Beneath a trophy
inscribed with “In Union
There is Strengh” [L’Union Fait la Force] – in French. Words so true.

Such strong stock you come
from! Serving Riz National
and Tassot tonight?

What’s for dessert, love –
besides you? Blanc Manger! One
of my favorites!

Perhaps I’ll feed you
from my serving. I’ll smudge it
on your face, my dear.

Worry not, I’ll lick
it off. I won’t leave a speck
of coconut flanc.

I love you so! You
treat me so well, and curl my
toes. Mercy! Good Love.

My One And Only, and my Sweetest Taboo. You
Bring Me Joy
, Sweet Thing.

I have a pet name
for you. You’re my “Triple H”
Haitian Hot Honey.

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PR Princesa

Posted by tpegonline on October 16, 2012

This 19-part haiku chain is dedicated to all of the Boricua women out there.

This is the third poem in my Carribean Queen Series.

The other two being “Red, Gold and Green Dreams” and “Lord! Jamaica Nice!”

Song titles are hyperlinked to their respective audio files on GrooveShark.com.

I hope that you like the poem.

“PR Princesa”

© 2012 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved

Chicken with rice and sweet
plaintains is a tasty dish.
Some flan for dessert.

Sipping Bacardi
mixed drinks while having lively,
fun conversation.

We go to dance the
night away at a Latin
club. I can’t Salsa.

You smile as I try
to mimic how other men
lead their dance partners.

When the DJ starts
playing Merengue, I can
now keep up with you.

A two-step while I
turn and move my hips. At times
I spin you around.

I really like this dance!
Very much like our love making.
Rhythmic. Face to face.

You ask me how do
I feel about you. I say,
“Let’s sit and discuss.”

As we sit and place
an order for drinks, I lean
across the table.

I plant a soft kiss
on your sweet lips and gently
tug on your brown hair.

“I’ll Always Love You”
are the words I say as I
look into your eyes.

The lovely island
called Puerto Rico today
is where you are from.

You told me that it
was called Boriquen before
Columbus arrived.

The colors in your
island’s banner reflects your
personality.

The red stripes are for
the blood of brave warriors –
from past and present.

The white stripes are for
the victory and the peace
independence brought.

Blue is for the sky
and for the coastal waters.
The lovely blue sea.

The white star is for
La Isla Bonita. Your
home. Your pride and joy.

Yo te quiero
así, mi mujer. Verdad.

PR Princesa.

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Lord! Jamaica Nice!

Posted by tpegonline on October 15, 2012

This 16-part haiku chain is dedicated to all of the lovely women from Jamaica.

As is my custom, all song titles are hyperlinked to their respective audio files on GrooveShark.com.

Enjoy!

“Lord! Jamaica Nice!”

© 2012 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved

Girl, I love you like
cooked food. Finger-licking and
so aromatic.

Sweet like gizzada
and so spicy like a jerk
chicken dish, honey.

You are so very
strong, like our ancestors of
old. Cool under stress.

When things get tough, you
say, “Every little thing is
gonna be alright.”

What a comfort you
are to me. You Satisfy
My Soul
. I love you.

Your character is
reflected in your country’s
flag: black; green; and gold.

Black is for all of
the adversity that you’ve
overcome in life.

Green represents hope
and the fertile field of your
mind, Body & Soul.

The gold is for your wealth
of knowledge and radiance
of your sunny smile.

You are so sexy.
You Turn Me On and light my
fire. My heart races.

I’m a Yankee boy,
but if I was Jamaican,
here’s what I would say:

Gal Yuh Good. Me
like the way yuh wind. Yuh make
want to Ram Dancehall.

Me wan to sip on
a bottle of Dragon Stout
and love you long time.

Nibble on you so
like yuh bun and cheese. We be
Jammin.

You say dat me is
the Don Dada cuz
I’m Wicked In Bed.Truth.

What a beautiful
life wit me beautiful wife.
Lord! Jamaica Nice!

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