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I Hope He Fails…So I Can Have You Back

Posted by tpegonline on September 21, 2016

I hope you enjoy this sonnet inspired by R&B singer, Joe and his latest single, “So I Can Have You Back.” A hyperlink to the YouTube video of this song appears at the end of the poem. Also, the painting below is called Piano Man II, by Justin Bua. Please support this artist’s work.

“I hope he fails…So I can have you back”
© 2016 Tyrone Turner
All rights reserved

As I think back on our relationship,
I admit that its failure was my fault.
I so thirst for you and long for a sip.
When I call you, you remind me to halt.

Time was a commodity I wasted.
I should have spent it with you more often.
This pill is the most bitter I’ve tasted.
The crushing pain in my heart won’t soften.
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Is he that good to you? Man of your dreams?
A good listener with tender, sweet words?
Sometimes things aren’t as good as it seems.
I hear that you two are like two love birds.

Joe’s song helped me understand what I lack.
I hope he fails…so I can have you back.

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You Give Me a Feeling I Can’t Describe

Posted by tpegonline on September 9, 2016

Below is a sonnet that I wrote while on the train ride home last night.

I have a few song titles in this poem, so I’ve hyperlinked them to their respective YouTube videos for a multimedia experience.

I hope that you enjoy the poem.

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“You Give Me a Feeling I Can’t Describe”
© 2016 Tyrone Turner
All rights reserved.

My wax wings melt as I fly to the sun.

Striving to earn unconditional love.

Your teary eyes make your mascara run.

I’ve been a war hawk, but you’ve been a dove.

Your soft touch and sweet words are soothing.

You raise me up. You make me feel brand new.

I thought to quit, but you kept me moving.

When we met, I knew not what would ensue.

You bring me joy beyond expectation.

Pride and pleasure to have you at my side.

Kissing you is such a sweet sensation.

No mountain too high, no river too wide.

You’re nice to look at and I dig your vibe.

You give me a feeling I can’t describe.

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When You Can’t Be With the One That You Love

Posted by tpegonline on January 24, 2015

Here is the third edition of the Quadruple Quandaries series. I call it that because this format presents four poems with the same title and subject matter that will always be some sort of a predicament. The styles of the four poems will differ. They will be a sonnet, haiku chain, limerick chain and a triple rhyme.

As has been my custom here on my blog, song titles will be linked to their respective audio files on GrooveShark.com. Movie titles are linked to their respective pages on. Film titles are linked to their summary pages on IMDb.com.

I hope that you enjoy this installment.

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When You Can’t Be With the One That You Love [Sonnet]
© 2015 Tyrone Turner
All rights reserved.

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I watch you from afar as I live life.

You are with another just as I am.

Sometimes I contemplate causing some strife.

Caution to the winds not giving a damn.

Is It a Crime to feel the way I do?

Yeah, I love and care for the one I’m with.

But when with them I often think of you.

Playing some sad songs sipping on a fifth.

Hmmm… Is it cheating or cheating oneself?

To tell that person how you really feel?

Bemoaning isn’t good for mental health.

To catch a fish just cast your rod and reel.

Pain from terra firma to sky above.

When you can’t be with the one that you love.

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When You Can’t Be With the One You Love [Haiku Chain]
© 2015 Tyrone Turner
All rights reserved.

The love that I lost.

We had a good thing, baby.

Laughter and passion.

There were ups and downs.

Cheer and gloom. Joy and Pain.

All helped me to grow.

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I have a question:

Hey, Where Do Broken Hearts Go?

I’d like to go there.

I need to get there.

To repair what was broken.

Your heart is My Heart.

The two hearts are scarred.

Who’s Gonna Save My Soul Now?

The question I ask.

My heart is broken.

But it still has love for you.

Can’t love another.

Frankie Beverly.

Just Can’t Get Over You.

I’m stuck in a Maze.

You are difficult.

Sensitive. Moody. Leery.

Never a dull time.

Love and Happiness.

That is all I really want.

Real Love. Extreme Joy.

I have a great friend.

They are faithful and true blue.

Yes, I do love them.

But there’s a problem.

That I Do Really Love You.

What a quandary!

What is one to do?

Cant be with the one you love?

Love The One You’re With.

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When You Can’t Be With the One You Love [Limerick Chain]
© 2015 Tyrone Turner
All rights reserved.

Why can’t one have their cake and eat it too?

Love sometimes make you sick like the flu.

Love is a Losing Game.

I’ll Never Be the Same.

I Used to Love U.

To be honest, still I Feel for You.

Even though you turned my brown eyes blue.

There were more good times than bad.

You are the Best I Ever Had.

All the things that you can do!

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Why do I love you when it is so hard and hurts so much?

We fuss and fight, scream and cuss, and carry on and such.

Maybe I’m just Addicted to You.

I don’t know and don’t have a clue.

I Can’t Stop Loving You and I Miss You Much.

But I’m now with another and faithful I must be.

I have shed enough tears to create a new sea.

Does it make any sense to Hold On?

Should I follow my heart and be gone?

You’re my other half and Another Part of Me.

When we were together, our quiet town was an Erotic City.

Us Against the World and on enemies we had no pity.

Ride or Die Chick like Eve.

A Ruffneck with a blade up his sleeve.

We lived The Secret Life of Walter Mitty.

You asked, Let Me Blow Your Mind?”

Over the years you did and I returned the favor in kind.

But now we’re not together and you’re with another.

Feels like I can’t breathe as but thoughts of you I can’t smother.

This fact indeed I do unashamedly opine.

It seemed that at one time were like a hand and glove.

An Earth Angel sent from the heavens above.

Never to be truly happy and at peace because You Belong to Me.

But unfortunately, this is how things will forever be.

When you can’t be with the one you love.

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When You Can’t Be With the One You Love [Triple Rhyme]
© 2015 Tyrone Turner
All rights reserved.

What’s Love Got to Do With It? A question that people often ask.

It can be hard on the heart and doing so can be an arduous task.

Sometimes its a circus and Tears of a Clown hide behind my mask.

Faking the funk by pretending I’m happy with the one I’m with.

The weight of it is a ton and not Seven Pounds like that movie with Will Smith.

Has me curled up in pain like I had a second brith.

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It pains me that you’re with them and not with me.

I always put on a fake smile when you’re around because I don’t like what I see.

I don’t want you to be sad, neither do I want you to be filled with glee.

In someone else’s arms I see you enwrapped.

I’m in a relationship I don’t really want so I feel trapped.

When I see them kiss you I feels as if my first just got slapped.

I really shouldn’t feel the way that I do.

But my predicament is a lot to chew.

Why must I wait in the happiness queue?

Was it better to have loved and had lost to have never loved at all?

Who ever said that had a lot of gall.

Instead of larger than life, I feel empty and quite small.

An indescribable pain; the worst that you can think of.

Feels like molten lava from below, fire and brimstone from above.

When you can’t be with the one you love.

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If You Don’t Know Me

Posted by tpegonline on January 16, 2015

This is the second piece in my Quadruple Quandaries series. I call it that because this format presents four poems with the same title and subject matter that will always be some sort of a predicament. The styles of the four poems will differ. They will be a sonnet, haiku chain, limerick chain and a triple rhyme.

As has been my custom here on my blog, song titles will be linked to their respective audio files on GrooveShark.com.

I hope that you enjoy this installment.

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If You Don’t Know Me By Now, When Will You? [Sonnet]
© 2015 Tyrone Turner
All rights reserved.

 

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Forever In My Life I do want you.

To have, to hold, to Kiss and to Cherish.

We Have Something In Common; say “I do.”

Our love is so strong it will not perish.

My Boo, are you afraid of the future?

Don’t be; we planned so we are in control.

My wounded heart you did indeed suture.

You made a diamond from a lump of coal.

Once I was a boy, but now I’m a man.

I will not change except for the better.

Together we’re boundless like Heaven’s span.

Don’t dip your toe; jump in and get wetter.

Suns have risen and left their morning dew.

If You Don’t Know Me By Now, when will you?

 

If You Don’t Know Me [Haiku Chain]
© 2015 Tyrone Turner
All rights reserved.

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Time to move forward. We’ve been stagnant way too long. What is the hold up?

Do you have questions? Is there something you must say? Come, let’s clear the air.

Ah! I think I know. Once we were Secret Lovers. Do you have concerns?

What could they be, Dear? That I’m Looking for a New Love? That The Thrill Is Gone?

Hey, Love Is a House. I am not Humpin’ Around. I am cool right here.

You’re a “gourmet girl.” I don’t want anyone else. I Want You. That’s all.

Become my wife, Love. Sharing our lives together. Half on the Baby.

Ain’t no mystery. What you see is what you get. Naked. Unashamed.

Girl, Act Like You Know. I want to take you higher. Seems Like You’re Ready. Right NOW is the time! The Night Time Is the Right Time. But daytime sheds light.

Light accents your eyes. Light highlights your lovely face. Shows your sihloutte.

What is the hold up? I Wanna Be Your Lover. Don’t you love me too? Two thing can stop us: If you did not know things; If You Don’t Know Me.

 

If You Don’t Know Me [Limerick Chain]
© 2015 Tyrone Turner
All rights reserved.

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Many years have gone by since we first met. It was love at first sight so I knew I was set. You had such a beautiful smile. I asked for a number that I could dial. I gambled because I figured that you’re a good bet.

Through the Years, we’ve had ups and downs. We’ve Been Around the World to many towns. When I’m away I think of Home. Be I in Johannesburg or Rome. Your voice is the sweetest of sounds.

My Love is Solid Like a Rock. Good all day long; 24/7 on the Tick Tock. Now you seem to be confused. If you’re joking, I’m not amused. Don’t you know that you have me on lock?

What do I have to do to prove my love to you? I’ve gone to Hell and back and showed that I’m true. Through those dark, gloomy nights, I stood by you through many fights. I’m vested and don’t want nothing new.

I’ll pursue you from sea to shining sea. Because without you there is no me. Got me Wishing On a Star. Got me playing me blues guitar. You’re acting as If You Don’t Know Me.

 

If You Don’t Know Me [Triple Rhyme]
© 2015 Tyrone Turner
All rights reserved.

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I’ve done all that I can to make you Stay With Me.
But every time I walk towards you your turn and flee.
Perhaps with me is not where you want to be.

If that is the case, I don’t like it but worse than that, I don’t understand.
The good times that we had were memorable and grand.
I was hoping that our relationship would burn brighter and expand.

I call you on the phone, talk to you face-to-face, email and text.
You oftentimes get flustered and appear to become vexed.
I don’t seem to have any luck with you these days so I must be hexed.

Maybe you’re afraid that one day things won’t be the same?
Or is it that you won’t own up to problems for which you are the blame?
If either of those scenarios are the case, that a shame!

I know that your family isn’t that tight and you’re pretty much a loner.
Me and my family got a lot of love to give so I’ll be your donor.
You’re Making Me High like I was a stoner.

We could have something great, so Let it Be.
Or is it that you don’t believe what you see?
As If You Don’t Know Me.

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Benevolence, Body, Brains and Big Bucks

Posted by tpegonline on November 2, 2014

It has been a while but I assure you that I have been hard at work doing meaningful, constructive things.

Okay, back to business…

This sonnet was inspired by black women who are kind, bodacious, intelligent and earn above average incomes.

They have what I call the “4 B’s”: Benevolence; body; brains; and big bucks.

Pictured below is the lovely face of a 24-year-old beauty from Zimbabwe named Lilian Ndlovu.

Movie titles and song titles are hyper-linked to their respective summary pages or audio files on IMDb.com or GrooveShark.com.

I hope that you enjoy this poem.

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“Benevolence, Body, Brains and Big Bucks”

© 2014 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved.

LILIAN-NDLOVU

You are generous, loving and gentle.

Oftentimes putting other people first

So compassionate and sentimental.

Giving others refreshment when they thirst.

Your beautiful face and curvaceous frame;

Causing men to lust and desire a taste.

Wisdom beyond your years; worthy of fame.

Calculating; knowing that haste makes waste.

You’re a Million Dollar Baby, sweetheart.

Strong earning from your job and your assets.

You got a Serious Hold on Me that won’t depart.

Jack Nicholson style — As Good As It Gets.

You Got It. The day we met was a crux.

Benevolence, body, brains and big bucks.

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Wow! It Just Hit Me; I’m In Love With You!

Posted by tpegonline on February 28, 2014

This sonnet is about accepting the fact that you are beyond head-over-heels for someone; you’ve fallen in love with them.

The art piece below is called Close to You, by Fred Matthews. Make sure to check out his site by CLICKING HERE.

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“Wow! It Just Hit Me; I’m In Love With You!”

© 2014 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved.

Thoughts of you keep me awake at nighttime.
Pleasant thoughts that bring a smile to my face.
Some of the thoughts I have should be a crime;
Daydreaming of us in some far-off place.

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Your voice is a sweet song; joy lost and found.
Amidst troubled waters you’re my lighthouse.
Solid ground; you lift me up when I’m down.
A fiery passion that none douse.

Why do I get so nervous and so shy?
Stumbling over my words; wanting a taste.
Soft and Wet kisses; You’re Making Me High.
I am running back to your arms with haste.

The dawn of a new day; grass moist with dew.
Wow! It just hit me; I’m In Love With You.

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I Wish You the Best for 2014!

Posted by tpegonline on December 28, 2013

I hope that you enjoy this sonnet wishing you a happy new year!

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“I Wish You the Best for 2014!”

© 2013 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved.

May a good reputation precede you

With success and laughter as companions.

I hope all obstacles are broken through

And that you’re named among true champions.

I pray that all you love will love you back

And that you forgive the wrong others do.

Learn life’s lessons; the light shines through the crack.

Sometimes it will be painful or brand new.

Don’t miss opportunities presented.

May newfound things bring out your inner child.

Please guard yourself against the demented.

Moderation is key; don’t go buck-wild!

Yesterday is gone; your slate is now clean.

I wish you the best for 2014!

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Grits and Pasteles Go Great Together

Posted by tpegonline on November 9, 2013

This piece is a sonnet. According to About.com, you can identify a sonnet if the poem has the following characteristics:

  • 14 lines. All sonnets have 14 lines which can be broken down into four sections called quatrains.
  • A strict rhyme scheme. The rhyme scheme of a Shakespearean sonnet is ABAB / CDCD / EFEF / GG (note the four distinct sections in the rhyme scheme).
  • Written in iambic Pentameter. Sonnets are written in iambic pentameter, a poetic meter with 10 beats per line made up of alternating unstressed and stressed syllables.

This sonnet is about a Black and Hispanic love relationships. The title for this poem was inspired by the book and play Do Platanos Go Wit’ Collard Greens?

The picture used is an image of Will Smith and Evan Mendes from the movie Hitch.

Song titles are hyper-linked to their audio files on GrooveShark.com.

I hope that you enjoy this poem.

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“Grits and Pasteles Go Great Together”

© 2013 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved.

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Feisty like Rosie, body like JLo.

Your accent is soothing to my eardrums.

Since We’ve Been Together my dreams did grow.

Some hate my happiness; their minds are slums.

Your skin remains fair in the cool climate,

But deepens to dark ecru in summer.

Nothing Compares 2 U; I can’t find it.

Those who disagree are Dumb & Dumber.

“Por favor, papi, dame un beso.” [Please, Daddy, give me a kiss.]

When you say those words, I just get goosebumps.

Pounding heart as if caused by espresso.

You’re so sexy and have all the right lumps.

See, You and I, Birds of a Feather.

Grits and pasteles go great together!

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A Love Letter Just Because I Love You

Posted by tpegonline on October 31, 2013

This piece is a sonnet. According to About.com, you can identify a sonnet if the poem has the following characteristics:

  • 14 lines. All sonnets have 14 lines which can be broken down into four sections called quatrains.
  • A strict rhyme scheme. The rhyme scheme of a Shakespearean sonnet is ABAB / CDCD / EFEF / GG (note the four distinct sections in the rhyme scheme).
  • Written in iambic Pentameter. Sonnets are written in iambic pentameter, a poetic meter with 10 beats per line made up of alternating unstressed and stressed syllables.

This sonnet is about a man expressing his love and appreciation for his wife/girlfriend by writing her a love letter and sending her flowers, candies and jewelry.

The picture below is called “Love Letter” and the artist is Frank Morrison. Make sure to look into his lovely works of art.

Song titles are hyper-linked to their respective audio files on YouTube.com.

“A Love Letter Just Because I Love You”

© 2013 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved.

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Sometimes The Words Get In the Way, sweetheart,

But know that I love you from Head to Toe

I crave for your embrace when we’re apart;

My desire for your sweet kisses does grow.

Never can such beauty ever go stale

Because each time I see your lovely face

Is as if my eyes drank from the Holy Grail;

Visions of you in pink satin and lace.

The jewelry, flowers and candy are

Symbolic of you being a treasure,

The fragrant scent of your perfume; a star

In my Heaven and my sweet tooth’s pleasure.

As Soon As I Get Home I’ll make dinner.

I know what I got and you’re a winner.

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Our Firstborn Child Who Will Bring Us New Hope

Posted by tpegonline on October 27, 2013

This piece is a sonnet. According to About.com, you can identify a sonnet if the poem has the following characteristics:

  • 14 lines. All sonnets have 14 lines which can be broken down into four sections called quatrains.
  • A strict rhyme scheme. The rhyme scheme of a Shakespearean sonnet is ABAB / CDCD / EFEF / GG (note the four distinct sections in the rhyme scheme).
  • Written in iambic Pentameter. Sonnets are written in iambic pentameter, a poetic meter with 10 beats per line made up of alternating unstressed and stressed syllables.

This sonnet is an expression of love a husband and wife or a boyfriend and girlfriend have for their unborn, firstborn child. The picture below is called “Love and Cherish” and the artist is Fred Matthews. Make sure to look into his lovely works of art.

Enjoy!

love and cherish by fred matthews

“Our Firstborn Child Who Will Bring Us New Hope”

© 2013 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved.

Your mother was the apple of my eye

And the breath in my lungs when we first met.

The sun, moon, stars and all that’s in the sky;

All of the good tidings the blessed get.

I’m fortunate to have her as my wife,

Best friend and mother of our firstborn child;

A babe that we will raise to revere life,

Peace, justice, and harmony fighting wild

Base desires and avoiding the evil

That men do to each other and nature.

Balance rules in our house, not upheaval;

Order not Chaos is what we wager.

Child of the cosmos and seed on our loins

We love you more than ten tons of gold coins.

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