By Marissa Armoogam. She’s beautiful, she’s exotic, and she’s everything. She is a woman; this is the allure of the Trini woman.
An island so rich, she exudes a confidence unmatched
Her earth is rich and nourished; she brings forth abundant fruit
The ample mountains of its framework beckon to those longing for adventure
The curves of her form entice in great rapture as she gracefully woos without even trying
In her outstretched arms from one point to the other she carries strengths beyond her abilities
As the wind blows upon her, a sweet inviting fragrance travels through the cool Caribbean air
An encounter with the island leaves you longing to return to her pristine natural beauty
At night the sounds of the island breathing awaken your senses and engross your imagination
She’s beautiful, she’s exotic, and she’s everything
She is a woman; this is the allure of the Trini woman
February 2015 – Issue 14 www.sweettntmagazine.com
Trini Woman – poem
By Marc Algernon.
Where can I go, do you know, for sapodilla brown skin?
Majestic eyes, barefoot smiles, sexy innocent sin
There is this place in the world, that live the most beautiful girls, an island in the sun
Take a chance, come and dance, come and have some fun
I came for a day and in some strange way I haven’t left yet
I took a “wine from behind” I must have lost my mind, we met in a fete
Couldn’t refuse it, trapped by sweet soca music, best dance of my life
Maybe I got carried away, just for that one day but now that woman is my wife
We got married below coconut trees, sweet island breeze, the pastor an old Indian man
Of course there was soca, buss up shot, pumpkin choka, sweet tenor pan
I was hypnotised, by the love in her eyes, the hibiscus in her hair
My dreams came true, by two words “I do!”
Her cheeks wore silver tears
We built a house out of bamboo, what would you do, if your weather was only sun and rain
A wide verandah, overlooking a wide savannah; never need a fan again
I planted coconut and cassava, pumpkin and banana, my favourite… mango
I worked the land with my bear hands, as far as a man’s hands can go
So here I lay in my hammock, on my verandah, smelling the sweet grass of my savannah,
Recounting all the events in between
She made me ochro rice and fish, my favourite dish… a meal for the King and Queen
I tap my feet as I eat, and read my “Sweet TnT Magazine”
August 2014 – Issue 11 www.sweettntmagazine.com
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Allure, Allure, Allure,
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