Best Puerto Rico Poems
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico
Have you survived the storm ?
The hurricanes the hurricanes
no mercy do they show.
We ask eternal question
what have we done wrong
Don't blame yourselves,it's no ones fault
Nor punishment from God
Time and unforeseen occurance
I've learned be falls us all.
Prayers are the saving hope
Prayers for our souls.
I’m a coqui frog from Puerto Rico.
Noisiest amphibian as you know.
I’m an inch long
With a mighty song.
My hundred decibel call scares a foe.
sweet puerto rico
dancing with brilliant colors
oranges blues yellows
orange and yellow
vivid hues predominate
in the tropic spring
anaranjado y amarillo
vividas tonalidades que predominan
la primavera tropical
4-4-2016
In the darkness of the night
I see your star shine bright
I hear the cries of our people
trying to be seen as equal
I feel your resilient heart
being torn apart
the desperation, indignation, exasperation
They insult us with their words
their ignorance, unconcern, and condemnation
but despite it all, we shall rise
and never compromise
The pure hearts that we share
The proud people of this nation
We shall overcome despite their laceration
Horn Puerto Rico Haiku
All over Puerto Rico exists everywhere,
People who need our comfort and care;
Worry and fear,
There and here;
All they do have is sadness and despair.
Need things so their problem to be solved;
American military must become involved;
Them will greet;
Not suffer defeat;
With their efforts problems are resolved.
People in Puerto Rico are literally dying,
And caring for children who are crying;
Some seem starving;
Deep in health carving;
Will meet needs when we start supplying.
Jim Horn
En Mi Viejo San Juan!
*In My Old San Juan"
~I Just Dreamt~
Of an old, delicious flame
from Puerto Rico.
Strutting in his own unique,
Very sexy way.
Perfect hair, perfect suit.
Oh, he was just stunning.
Gliding, it seemed with his,
tall and oh, so perfect body.
His soft, dark skin too perfect
to describe.
His lips, tastier than the best
cotton candy!
Wonderful memories of you,
Rodolfo from San Juan!
Memories that are quite randy!
August 14, 2019
Dancing in time, bringing in the heartfelt holiday
Wafts of women in full traditional costume of Puerto Rico
Gyrating in the streets, teasing the crowd with their prowess
From old to young, they make their point in colorful garb.
Boy children and men standing around in the night
Pretending not to notice the wafts of women who are now singing
Adding so much rhythm and joy, everything feels new and fresh.
If there was ever a prettier sight, I cannot fathom it.
When the band stops playing, the crowd coaxes it to keep going.
So the violins and guitars are picked back up for two additional songs.
It is a memory I am fond of, one that pops up when I need her.
The day I danced in the street in Puerto Rico! Nothing better.
Oh! No, they should never talk about Borinquén
Puerto Rico, Porto Rico in such an evil fashion
PR swims in the Atlantic Ocean and the Caribbean Sea
With other exquisite islands like Cuba, Jamaica, and Haiti
Puerto Rico is a gorgeous Caribbean Archipelago
With high mountains. Oh! Yes, wonderful Puerto Rico
Has perfect blue and white sky, tropical rainforests
Crystal clear water beaches, and she’s one of the best
Puerto Rico can never be ‘a floating island of garbage’
She’s lovely with a lot of potential. In this day and age
Some crazy clowns or comedians must have a lot of nerves
To insult such a sweet Boricua with friendly peoples
I’ll be going to Puerto Rico soon to search for my stunning Saint
My Santa, my Queen. I’m going to become an artist to paint
The smile of this paradise island. Borinquén dear, my love
Javier Solis is right. You are the land of dreams, my love
No one can tarnish your unique image. I will visit you soon
With lovely dreams in my heart and with a silver spoon
So I can enjoy your cuisine and seep up your tropical cocktail
While diving deep into the eyes of my dazzling and sexy angel
Our Puerto Rico is a mythological Island for dreamers
Our Puerto Rico is a tropical Archipelago for lovers.
Copyright © November 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of numerous collections of poetry.
Chaos In Puerto Rico
In Puerto Rico living conditions became crude;
Was without much water or enough for food;
We were bare to bone;
Out things were thrown;
All we had was Trump who us liked to delude.
Jim Horn
Bright skys that aren't always blue.
Warm air that's passing thourgh.
It's so wonderful here.
Cuz i am so high off the ground.
I wonder if i will ever come down.
Beautiful, relaxing, waveless beaches.
With sand so soft.
That it's like soft fuzzy peaches gently caressing the bottom of my feet.
With all it can give with its many different favors.
Live is good on this relaxing sensation.
But there are flaws and yes i will tell.
Long flights, cheap sheets, smelly people, and itchy seats.
But there is one thing that i shall never forget,
That once i land on that island it's all wroth it in the end.
Welcome to Puerto Rico
You do not know Spanish?
No problem.
We will help you every step of the way.
Almost everybody here speaks two languages.
Reds, greens, blues, yellows
Colors flash from every direction
Each porch has multi-colored pots and plants.
My artist’s heart leaps with joy at the beauty of this place.
Watch out for the potholes!
Rent a jeep, and don’t worry about betting too close
Some streets are so narrow you can shake hands
With the other driver as you pass each other
At least you could pass a tortilla
Welcome to Puerto Rico
Where there is the beauty of the ocean
But also the possibility of a tsunami
Where friendly people will let you take photos
of their lives, their happiness, and their colors
sunny seaside stroll
gentle waves lapping the shore
~ red ankles on fire
Gladys woke with you beside the sea,
The dawn was whispering silently,
The mountains glowed with a golden flame,
And called the morning by your name.
The tide was breathing soft and slow,
Its silver secrets each only know,
The palms bent low as if they heard
The hush between each tender word.
The light unwrapped the sky in gold,
More precious than the pearls of old,
No jewel could match this moment’s grace,
Nor treasure shine like your dear face.
The sunrise burned, the world grew wide,
But all its splendor stayed inside,
Where love was brighter than the swirls,
Of sea and dawn, beyond the pearls.
Okeechobee Hurricane back in 1928 was a Category Five
She was also called the San Felipe II Hurricane
No idea why she deserved two names
Her winds were between 160 and 200 miles per hour
She hit Puerto Rico
In 2017 Hurricane Irma took the same path
She was also a Category Five
She did one billion dollars’ worth of damage
1.5 million customers lost power
the warning system was better
There were only four deaths related to Irma
Purerto Rico, Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico,
Adored by the fiercest hurricanes of all
Why do they keep picking on you?
It is curious is it not?