The Princess

The Princess

She is fair
though her complexion, golden, is new
her royal hair
a compliment to her Tyrian hue
not of the physical - more of her mental
with her high ideals and discerning chin
she rules with Love - smooth enough
and with beauty that resides within
an electric smile, piercing eyes
a beauty rarely captured
and so rarely reprised
but her strange fruit, of brown roots
projects this Mercedes-Benz, you see -
Like No Other
her mind so strong
rests above and along,
the moral arc -
so said the King
so the princess with dire dialect
from an island nation -
with exotic energies
that would incline the Masons
to intellectually genuflect
is but so fair, and Tyrian too
She is the Jamaican princess
She is. . .
and remains. . .
you

The Princess | Music Codes

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Hello world!! How are you? So this summer I've been exploring my writing; delving deeper into my creative side, whatever that may be - and exploring what rests within the treasure chests of my imagination.

I took it upon myself to just write. Freely and unabashedly. I let life inspire me and my writing: friends, feelings, thoughts, experiences, words, music - all these things and more.

Well here is one that I wrote, that just flowed. And I thought I should record it. So that's what I did! It' s a short, simple expression of praise, of admiration of beauty and femininity and I hope you enjoy it! I dedicate it to my lovely friend Chantelle, and moreover to all of my Jamaican princesses out there (Chanelle, Sajay, Bri-Bri.. and it goes on... sorry if I didn't mention you)!!


BTW: I have a better quality audio file of the poem (online mp3's suck in quality lol). If you'd like it, just let me know.

Download ->>http://bit.ly/9kbcC2

and..uh.. sorry for the long post

Peace|Love
-nolanologY