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The Princess and the Knave

I had to look twice, cause I wasn’t sure
Didn’t want her seeing me staring at her
She caught my eye though
And threw me a wave
She played the Princess and I played the knave

We talked for a while in awkward phrases
Tackling topics in gradual stages
She told me she missed me
And I had to be brave
She played the Princess and I played the knave

We dropped into a place where the coffee was strong
I lied when I told her I couldn’t stay long
She said that’s okay
It ain’t you I crave
She played the Princess and I played the knave

She asked if I loved her
So I said I could try
I’d never admit what I cannot deny
But she seemed satisfied with the answer I gave
She played the Princess and I played the knave

We lay on her bed with the moon staring in
Sharing a joint and drinking her gin
The night was so still
And quiet as the grave
She played the Princess and I played the knave

Rainy mid morning woke us both up
The breakfast she made went cold in my cup
I imagined how easily
I could make her my slave
She played the Princess and I played the knave

If I see her again, I think I might hide
Stick my libido in a bag with my pride
Don’t pass no judgement on how I behave
She played the Princess and I played the knave
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
This poem was inspired by a song from a very famous artist. See can you guess the song or the artist.
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The Beat Of Life Goes On

Mom got up early and is in the kitchen
Preparing the breakfast for everyone
Dad's still in the bathroom and is shaving
And the beat of life goes on

The kids are busy getting set for school
One is still trying to get homework done
The others are taking things really cool
And the beat of life goes on

Now all sit around the breakfast table
To fuel themselves for the day's action
Each consumes what he or she is able
And the beat of life goes on

Dad leaves the home for his workplace early
Mom patiently checks the kids one by one
To ensure that for school each is ready
And the beat of life goes on

Dad is at work earning his salary
Kids are at school getting education
Mom is at home with some chores she's busy
And the beat of life goes on

It's suppertime now for the family
And it's filled with lively conversation
Each one partakes of the meal heartily
And the beat of life goes on

After supper, mom tidies the kitchen
Then joins the rest watching television
Later, for next day each starts preparing
And the beat of life goes on

The kids get busy with their assignment
Mom and Dad continue to linger on
They chat a bit about now the day went
And the beat of life goes on

Then finally they all head off to bed
For much needed sleep and relaxation
To refresh each for the new day ahead
And the beat of life goes on

Mom got up early and is in the kitchen
Preparing the breakfast for everyone
Dad's still in the bathroom and is shaving
And the beat of life goes on
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Posted: Oct 2015
About this poem:
Based on a traditional family setting
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SUNSHINE

Sunshine, life's primordial sustainer
Channeling to all, the sun's energy
Plant, animal, insect, fish or other
Without sunshine, not one of them would be

Sunshine can uplift your mood and spirit
When you are feeling gloomy and depressed
It can cheer you up to rise above it
And impart a pleasant feeling of zest

Sunshine brightens the colours of flowers
Making them come alive in their glory
It possesses some magical powers
That transforms plainness into beauty

Sunshine on the gently rippling water
Creates a display of sparkling diamonds
Reverberating like silent laughter
That induces blissful joy in response


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Posted: Aug 2015
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The Hummingbird

Incredibly fast and yet so tiny
Dressed in feathers that refract the sunlight
Radiating such colourful beauty
Producing a true birdwatcher's delight

Suspending a living feathery mass
Wings beating at eighty times per second
Create a blur which for a short time lasts
Then in an instant later it is gone

Busily sipping each flower's nectar
As you rapidly flit from bloom to bloom
Viewing you in your glorious splendour
Chases away any feelings of gloom

A true master of acrobatic flight
Forward, backward and even upside down
What a marvellous captivating sight
Leaving the viewer speechless and spellbound

All bedecked in luminescent feathers
Blessed with a spectacular flying mode
Radiating such beautiful colours
That is the magic of the hummingbird


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Posted: Aug 2015
About this poem:
Trinidad, my native island, is sometimes referred to as the “Land of the Hummingbird” because more than sixteen different species of hummingbird have been recorded on the island.
The indigenous Native Americans, the Arawaks, named the island, "Iere", which, in their language, means "Land of the Hummingbird".
Two hummingbirds are shown on the island's coat of arms.
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Don't Worry, Be Happy

I am a fearless Kiskadee
Sitting on a branch of this tree
Singing my theme song happily
With a Kis Ka Dee Kis Ka Dee

I sing my song very sweetly
Seeking to make others happy
Filling them with ecstasy
With its rhythm and melody

My message is not to worry
Despite how things in life may be
Don't let them make you feel crazy
At all times, strive to be happy

One can state things that are likely
But no one knows what things will be
So keep your chin up cheerfully
And sing Kis Ka Dee Kis Ka Dee.

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Posted: Jul 2015
About this poem:
The Great Kiskadee (Pitangus Sulpharatus) is indigenous to Central and South America, the Caribbean and Southern Texas.

I have added two more videos.
One actually shows a kiskadee in action singing his song.
The other gives an audio of one kiskadee calling and another kiskadee answering.
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Nature's Lullaby

Gazing upward into the night
The stars are twinkling in the sky
Painting a very peaceful sight
As time goes slowly drifting by

The moon is quietly glowing
Amid the darkened clouds around
Her soft light is most comforting
Gently bathing things on the ground

The night air is cool and soothing
Like a balm to a weary soul
I feel it as I am breathing
Calming me and making me whole

Now I feel a quiet delight
After gazing at the night sky
I shall sleep peacefully tonight
Caressed by Nature's Lullaby
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Posted: Jun 2015
About this poem:
Sweet Dreams!

(iambic tetrameter)
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Lament of a Jaded Lover

To love or not to love again
That is the real question for me
I've already suffered much pain
And my heart is in agony

It's nice to be in love they say
The experience is pure bliss
But if your lover goes away
How does someone deal with this?

The second time, love is sweeter
That is something also stated
Who knows what will happen later
At present I am quite jaded

I shall move on despite the strain
And whatever will be, will be
Will I ever find love again?
That's in the hands of destiny
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Posted: Jun 2015
About this poem:
I tried to put myself in the position of a jaded lover and wrote this piece.
I think there are persons here to whom it may apply.
It does not apply to myself directly.

(Iambic Tetrameter)
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Dogs and Cats

After working hard on the job all day
Feeling worn out, tired and very stressed
It's nice coming home and seeing your dog
Tail wagging, smiling, happy, full of zest

Dogs are faithful and also man's best friends
They usually seek their owner's protection
If they sense danger or threatening action
Their bark can create quite a commotion

Cats are very lovable animals
Their presence can be good therapy too
Caressing them and hearing their purring
Can also be quite comforting to you

Cats can be seen licking their coats quite clean
They have an aversion to filthiness
Snuggling close to you on the couch or bed
You need not fuss about their tidiness

Dogs and cats are the favourite household pets
They enrich our lives with company
All they ask of us is food and water
In return, they make us very happy
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Posted: May 2015
About this poem:
Dedicated to all Dogs and Cats Lovers

(Special dedication to my friend Travis, his Jasmine and others)
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Love Is The Answer

Life can be a lonely experience
If there is no one with whom you are close
That's the nature of human existence
For which some, sad to say, get no repose

Despite all our material wealth
And our intellectual wisdom
Although we may have good physical health
Our lives can still be filled with boredom

Loving someone who loves you in return
Is a most wonderful experience
Beside the respect from others you earn
This feeling of love is par excellence

If in your life you are seeking meaning
And find that it poses a dilemma
You can finally end all your searching
And be assured that Love is the answer
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Posted: May 2015
About this poem:
Loving and being loved in return is a priceless treasure
which gives meaning to human existence.

There are many kinds of Love -
a man for his God
a man for his woman
a friend for his friend
a person for his kin
a man for his pet animal
- these and many more

quatrain (abab rhyme scheme)
iambic pentameter (10 syllables per line)
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The Pond In Its Glory

Gentle ripples on the water
Set in motion by a slight breeze
Move quietly on the pond's surface
With gracefulness and effortless ease

A fishing bird flies in suddenly
Skimming the pond's surface with its feet
Then dives headfirst into the water
In its search of a meal to eat

Something just broke the water's surface
Forcing me to full attention
I can see now an eye and the nose
Of a fledgling baby caiman

A bird's neck appears from the water
In its beak, there's a struggling fish
One gulp and the fish disappears
That was indeed a tasty dish

Water lily pads bob up and down
In harmony with the rippling water
Their crimson blooms standing upright
Sprinkled among the lilies cluster

Feeding close to the water's edge
There's a roving group of small fishes
They nibble on the morsels they find
Among roots of water grasses

I treasure sitting here in silence
Observing the pond in its glory
It fills me with such peacefulness
And deep feelings of tranquillity
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Posted: Apr 2015
About this poem:
My Special Haven
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