Long Bahama Poems
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Miss Bahamian Culture
a woman who pledges loyalty
to put Bahama land from the time
she was conceived out of the womb
Miss Bahamian Culture
a woman who sheds the blood
of gold, black and aquamarine
straight from her veins
as she wakes up each morning
to the pulsing beat of Goombay drums
and cowbell singing in her ears
Miss Bahamian Culture
a woman who is a true cultural icon
always clothed in either Androsia Print
a costume of cardboard and crepe paper
or gold, black and aquamarine attire
from head to toe
Miss Bahamian Culture
a woman who is a pure nationalist
who always remember where her navel string was buried
in her place of birth and tropical sanctuary
regardless of where she travels in the world
whether it be in Miami, Cuba, Japan or Vancouver
Decem in expectancy has come anon
This morn, dress in bridal mist
Of late night dews that fall on
Worn ferns, Bahama and Lilies amidst
A slim cool air in the atmosphere
Gently bids adieu to a fleeting year.
Alas, in a lull have all the waters
Make their confluence in crystal Heav’n;
Solace plants derive from dew showers
With stalks and buds and roots swoll’n.
Ha, a weaver in flight put up a nest
And makes to breed with a new guest!
Adieu, adieu, adieu ye lonely years
Adieu, make way for a conjugal bliss
To sapp drops of tears as with fears
When hearts in harmony conjoin with ease;
For HE who mould a woman out of man
Ordains them for warmth in storm and harmattan!
Stride the aisle then, daughter of Anwu
Thy beauty God’s house brightly lit
All things beautiful, and marvelous too
God makes them all, God did it!
Happy day, happy hearts, happy love
Happy as the wings of a soaring dove!
Happy still, the one who finds his rib
That one and one no longer two but one
And yet multiply by eros in filial crib
With new born babes; daughter and son.
Hence shall the fountain of health and grace
And the spring of joy flow all thy days!
(For Goddidit Esiro Igbape).
Six decades ago
the landscape of
my Little Nassau
had
places like
The Silver Slipper
The Blue Note
The Banana Boat
The Conch Shell
The Zanzibar
The Cat and Fiddle
and The Drumbeat Club
with activities like
Fire dancing
limbo dancing
steel bands
big bands
and Goombay drums
Interesting people like
Sweet Richard
Blind Blake Higgs
George Symonette
Freddie Munnings
Eloise Lewis
Paul Meeres
Chippie Chipman
and Peanuts Taylor
and songs like
Island Woman
Bahama Lullaby
Chi Chi Merengue
Goombay Papa
Guma In Exuma
Island In The Sun
and Conch Ain't Got No Bone
ignited into the atmosphere
The May Bahama breezes rustled fronds
of palm trees very common on the beach.
And he, with an affinity for blondes,
was drawn to one who seemed within his reach.
Encompassed by white sand and azure sea,
embraced by warming rays, she, sweet and thin,
a present for his eyes now seemed to be,
well-wrapped in golden tissue - smooth, young skin.
The challenge often facing him was gone -
no need to guess, by checking cleavage out,
the looks of what he fondly gazed upon.
Her luscious mangoes bared left him no doubt.
Engaged in sport, he thanked his lucky star
he’d packed binoculars to see so far!
7/31/12
For the Funny Poem Contest of craig cornish
I will try a Bahama Mama’s Llama, I say.
She arrives in a crystal goblet.
She’s shimmering pink with a touch of gold.
Wow! I say after taking a sip.
My eyes are blurry after the second one.
Now I shall try a Cobbler Devil’s Delight, I say.
My dinner companions try to stop me.
But I am determined. It is my birthday after all.
Danny’s Dare is my third drink.
I cannot see anymore. I hand my car keys to my friends.
They begin to make excuses as to why they cannot drive me home.
I will drive myself, I say. My words do not make sense.
One of them says “She can stay with me”.
I sing Over the Rainbow in my loudest voice.
They rush me from the restaurant, embarrassed.
Another successful birthday!
I sleep on my friend’s couch.
The ocean is my morning commute
where I set sail on my Yahama Outboard
with nothing but tradewinds, waves,
currents and salt air with no traffic in sight
I can take the ocean roads
around the Atlantic
on my limestone archipelago
of the sun, sand and sea
from Grand Bahama and Abaco
on the Little Bahama Bank
to Inagua on the Great Bahama Bank
I can cross the Tongue of the Ocean
from New Providence to Andros
to view the depth at 6,000 feet
and Exuma Sound to visit
the southeast side of Eleuthera
and the western end of Cat Island
I can drive down south to the Bight of Acklins
to visit the secluded beaches
on Acklins, Crooked Island and Long Cay
or to the Ragged Island Range
an archipelago within an archipelago
and travel back up north
to the Cay Sal and Great Isaac Banks
and even travel through the Florida Straits
when I need a vacation getaway to Miami
Bahama Mama palm trees,
The island’s blue skies,
Lime and blueberry umbrellas.
Pink coral rays rolling out
A poetic zephyr of relaxation;
Massage of sun on shoulders.
Down we go, with the tubes,
Bumping walls, as water falls;
Playing seaweed footsie.
Approach of Autumn seas,
Stingrays and sharks of Atlantis,
Strolling in figure eights.
On the Royal’s 15th floor,
Entertained by Summer storm
and moonlit motifs on the shore.
Didn’t come close to sliding,
Beach wind calming,
Sipping my coconut rum.
Later three cherries float
in my runner, and a stranger
demands a fruitful repeat.
I don’t broach the subject
of cashing out; gambler, not;
Danger of sunken treasure.
Wrapped up this celebration;
a row of chairs, food to spare,
Hellos and Tatas. Wings lift, land.
two white chairs sit waiting for the newlyweds in cabin sixty-two
they sleep late, most of us early risers now realize
gorgeous Bahama waters are bright turquoise this morning
tasty bacon smells waft from the D’Agosto family’s cottage
nature's calmness oozes in well with the Zen ambiance of whiteness
white sky, white chairs, white sand, and therefore paper-white bleach.
I am wishing the chairs were red, but I am an artist who loves color.
beautiful contrast of the turquoise sea to the beach is breathtaking.
my friend begins taking photographs. I smile at her enthusiasm.
this is our last day here, but we have never had a sky like this.
I am not sure if these enormous circles of white gray mean rain.
But I am sure the natives know.
The Bahama Oriole
our Bahamian coconut bird
is the crown gem of our Androsian coast
soaring from Morgan's Bluff to Mars Bay
where their elegance
of yellow and black are treasured
The Bahama Oriole
our Bahamian coconut bird
is the dream endemic of our naturalists
where you can take your scopes and binoculars
and see them nesting on our coconut palms
When you come to The Bahamas
to visit our coconut birds
they will only roam the skies
of our sleeping giant in the north
where you can hear
the sounds and calls
of their majestic voices
echoing the atmosphere
near the forests and coastlands
The Bahama Oriole
our Bahamian coconut bird
is the hidden gem of Andros Island
whether you spot them in Nicholl's Town
Staniard Creek or Mangrove Cay
* Note: The Bahama Oriole is one of 6 endemic species of birds found in The Bahamas. They are nicknamed The "Coconut Bird" by the locals due to their preferences to nest in coconut palms.They can only be found on the Island of Andros, which is the largest island of The Bahamas
You can draw with the yellow ink
while I draw with the green one
Take your yellow ink
and you will sketch the islands of:
Grand Bahama, Abaco, Cay Sal Bank
Bimini, Berry Islands, Andros,
New Providence and Eleuthera
against the dark skin of my backbone
Now I will take my green ink
and will sketch the islands of:
Exuma, Cat Island, Long Island,
Rum Cay, San Salvador,
Conception Island,
Acklins, Mayaguana,
Crooked Island, Samana Cay,
Ragged Island, Little and Great Inagua
against the light skin of your backbone
Finally we both will take our inks
of azurite shades of blue
will shade in the bodies of:
The Great Bahama Bank
The Little Bahama Bank
The Tongue of The Ocean
Exuma Sound, The Bight of Acklins
and the Florida Straits
against the flesh and backbones
of each other like human canvases
together forming a unique
little archipelago chain of our very own
to embrace the proud Bahamians
we are both on the inside