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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.

will and eva

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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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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Back to Life and Hard Lessons Learned

Posted by tpegonline on October 4, 2013

In the early 90’s when I was a college student, Arsenio Hall was part of my daily routine. I went to classes at St. John’s University in Jamaica (Queens, NY), went to work part-time at a prominent law firm based in Midtown Manhattan, then came home and made sure to watch The Arsenio Hall Show each night before going to sleep. His show ended rather abruptly without a clear reason as to why. Arsenio is back and after I saw the below interview with CNN’s Don Lemon, I became an even bigger fan than I was before.

"Celebrity Apprentice" Live Finale

Listen to the pearls of wisdom Arsenio shares in this interview and be inspired.

I like what he said about adversity: “You learn a lot about the people around you.”

Truer words have not been spoken.

Let me know your thoughts on this video. Thanks.

CLICK HERE FOR THE VIDEO

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My Cosmic Momma

Posted by tpegonline on June 19, 2013

milky way galaxy

The brightness and heat from your smile stir me from my sleep.

You send fresh air and a gentle breeze to revive me.

Birds greet me with melodic song.

You give me fruit, grain, and meat to sustain me and provide cool, refreshing water and nectar to savor.

The sweet scent of flowers and the tantalizing feel of the falling rain are delightful.

The intense pleasure provided by a lover’s touch and warmth and taste of their kiss is a sensual gift.

As time marches on and seasons change, you remind me that death yields new birth.

Leaves brown and fall in autumn and bloom in the spring.

The pond freezes in the winter and serves as a parade ground for swans in the summer.

When the sun sets in the west, I look into the heavens and see the wondrous heavenly bodies.

Stars that are so brightly lit and at times depict various shapes like dippers.

I am in awe of your majesty.

I revel in your glory and I am humbled by my realization that I’m a small droplet of dew on a blade of grass on the fecund, infinite field of the universe.

All that lives is connected by our common ancestor — you.

I look forward to each new day as it reveals another act in life’s continuous drama.

I bear witness that I will always love and protect you, my cosmic momma.

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Sandy, You Wiped Me Out

Posted by tpegonline on November 13, 2012

This is a 10-part triple rhyme poem that I wrote in reference to the infamous Hurricane Sandy.

This storm displaced me and my family from our home.

I hyperlinked song titles to their respective audio files on GrooveShark.com.

Things could have been worse for me. Make sure that if you’re a homeowner, you have flood insurance. If you’re a renter, get renter’s insurance.

Let me know what you think about this poem.

Thank you.

“Sandy, You Wiped Me Out”

© 2012 Tyrone Turner

All rights reserved.

‘S’ is for the shock I felt when I first learned how furious your wrath was and how my home may have been immersed by the surge.

‘A’ is for the anxiety I felt while I went to check on my apartment and what I saw almost caused my bowels to purge.

‘N’ is for the nausea that overcame me when I smelled the foul stench of rotting food and salt water-drenched furniture made and it put me on the verge.

The verge of throwing up and crying.

My heart sank and I felt like I was dying.

Some say, “Keep your head-up,” but when you’re going through something like this yourself, it isn’t what you’re interested in buying.

‘D’ is for the depression that started to set into my mind because I felt like I was in Hell.

‘Y’ is for the loud scream I let out as it was a painful, frightful yell.

These are lyrics to a sad song that I propel.

It is a sad thing when your life is drenched and placed on the sidewalk for the whole world to see.

This was something that has happened to other people but I never thought it would happen to me.

It is a humbling experience and will put the proudest person on bended knee.

The goddess, Yansan, is the orisha of winds, hurricanes and tempests all of which are devastating and can cause you bumps, bruises and dings.

Don’t attach yourself to material items and fickle concerns because they are at best fleeting things.

Flood waters can make a pauper out of queens and out of kings.

Even though I lost virtually everything I still have my health.

My extended family opened their arms and embraced me to let me know that I’m not by myself.

Some close friends have also said to me, “Brother, you know we be like Monopoly, because if I got it, you got it because we always have shared the wealth.”

When you’re going through something you really get to know who your friends are.

Words are just words but your actions is what takes you far.

Do the right thing by remembering that “a friend in need is a friend indeed” and it can make you shine like a star.

Going from “classy to ashy” in the course of a few hours.

We must remember to never fool with Mother Nature because of her awesome powers.

Your world can come Tumblin Down like the twin towers.

The Sensational Nightingales sang It’s Gonna Rain, but I didn’t think it would affect me.

I thought I would be spared in my little cozy home by the sea.

I just couldn’t imagine that I would be a casualty of the greatest flood in NYC’s history.

You can have it all today with a lot material wealth, fame and clout.

Anything can happen to me or you and in this I have no doubt.

I know this first-hand because Sandy, you wiped me out.

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