Deep Waters Bahamas
Deep Waters is a Blog envisioned by Sean R. Munnings to promote his hobbies, Bahamian experiences and cultural ideals to the entire Caribbean and the world. Mr. Munnings is a poet, actor, deejay, and entertainment host. Poems included in the book "Deep Waters Volume One" are available in local stores and "Deep Waters Volume Two" will also be available in 2008. The short-film No Bang and related bonus material will be available by contacting Mr. Munnings by e-mail (ragaloverlsd@yahoo.com).
Monday, April 30, 2007
Music Video: Kellie Pickler - I Wonder
I love this music video and Kellie Pickler's album is my favorite country album of 2006/7. There is only one dud on the album and this R&B lover was quite impressed with the quality of songs. The song "I wonder"by Kelli Pickler (American Idol Finalist) is heartbreaking and inspiring.
Poem: No Real Money (Election 2007) - Nassau, Bahamas
He has no real money for his precious “Honey.”
He has no rich butter for his “island bread.”
All he has are sweet words
and lavish promises to sway her pretty head.
She thinks he is sincere
while he’s cooking deals and signing IOUs
for everything under the sky.
When its time to honor most bills
and numerous pledges
he smothers them with a lie.
He has repeatedly prophesied
billions upon billions of wealth
in their immediate future.
She hears about riches
but she can’t see any collaborating photo
or moving picture.
He is suddenly committing to numerous projects
when he sees her turning away.
He is using the gospel, racism, bribery,
intimidation, discrimination, media bombardment
and sensationalism to entice her to sway.
He was up to his old tricks and promiscuous ways
when she dumped him about fifteen years before.
He doesn’t even acknowledge his current faults
which only hurts her heart more.
She is tired of the local
and international lashes of scandal
and the crime related tears of shame she has shed.
She thought he had changed his selfish cliquish ways
but he can’t support the idols words that were said.
She wants to remain with him out of loyalty
and because he was her first true lover.
She also wants to leave him
because he did not deliver upon his assurances
like his younger brother.
Last time she thought she was teaching him a lesson,
this time she has one foot out the door.
He has no real money for his precious “Honey.”
and part of her doesn’t trust him anymore.
Sean R. E. Munnings
The Raga-Lover
Copyright © 2007 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Friday, April 27, 2007
Poem: Plenty Nuts - Nassau, Bahamas
Plenty nuts live in this town without a good screw.
She may love her God,
but what is a sexually active woman in this country to do?
Can you blame some of them
for messing with a married man?
Rather than being home alone vibrating under a ceiling fan.
Some of them all piled up in the church
supressing their desires
and praising the Lord. Hallelujah!
Others sneak around with the deacon
becoming a temporary sheath for his sword.
They say most of the men in town chose matrimony
or sitting in jail.
The remaining single ones are unfaithful
and the relationships often fail.
Single parent families supported solely by mothers
and ignored by fathers
are the painters of this promiscuous culture.
Insufficient parental supervision repeats the cycle
adding more male adolescents jailed
and teenage pregnancies to a dismal picture.
Some of our vivacious nuts find another desperate nut
to satisfy their needs.
Bi-sexualism spreading rampantly from sheet to sheet
like scattered seeds.
Pastors also capitulate to the vixens captivating makeup
and bras with extensive pushup.
The politicians are no help
because some of them are dipping into the wrong cup.
Plenty nuts live in this town without a good screw.
She may love her God,
but what is a sexually active woman in this country to do?
Can you blame some of them
for messing with a married man?
Rather than being home alone vibrating under a ceiling fan.
By Sean R. E. Munnings
The Raga-Lover
Copyright © 2007 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.
Music Video: Fantasia - When I See You
I love this song. It is about time Fantasia released one of her slow songs from her latest album. All of the slow tunes are hits.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Music Video: Gwen Stefani - 4 In The Morning
Nice single but "Early Winter" is the best song on Gwen Stefani's latest album "Sweet Escape". I hope she releases a video for it.
Monday, April 23, 2007
Poem: A Billion - Nassau, Bahamas
I send a billion tender kisses to you my Queen;
a billion to you, the lady I unequivocally love.
I thank God for bringing you into my life
and for showering me through you
with countless blessings from above.
I send A billion tender kisses to “the one”
who causes my heartbeat
to sound like an orchestral lullaby.
A billion tender kisses to the angelic woman
who is an answer to many prayers,
to a passionate lover
who makes my hands stretch for the sky
You are amazing beloved,
you are the reason behind
all of my romantic and rewarding endeavors.
You are the rich soil to these once deprived roots
and I wish to be planted in you forever.
The joy you give to me is unexplainable;
your touch is mystical like the air I breathe.
Woman, I have found a home in your warm embrace;
you are the rare lock
that this key was destined to need.
I send a billion tender kisses to you, my future;
a billion tender kisses
until my flesh and bone are no more.
I send a billion tender kisses to you my Queen,
you embody all I have ever wanted in a soul mate
and so much more.
By Sean Ruize Munnings
The Raga-Lover
Copyright © 2007 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.
a billion to you, the lady I unequivocally love.
I thank God for bringing you into my life
and for showering me through you
with countless blessings from above.
I send A billion tender kisses to “the one”
who causes my heartbeat
to sound like an orchestral lullaby.
A billion tender kisses to the angelic woman
who is an answer to many prayers,
to a passionate lover
who makes my hands stretch for the sky
You are amazing beloved,
you are the reason behind
all of my romantic and rewarding endeavors.
You are the rich soil to these once deprived roots
and I wish to be planted in you forever.
The joy you give to me is unexplainable;
your touch is mystical like the air I breathe.
Woman, I have found a home in your warm embrace;
you are the rare lock
that this key was destined to need.
I send a billion tender kisses to you, my future;
a billion tender kisses
until my flesh and bone are no more.
I send a billion tender kisses to you my Queen,
you embody all I have ever wanted in a soul mate
and so much more.
By Sean Ruize Munnings
The Raga-Lover
Copyright © 2007 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Poem: Having to live my life alone - Nassau, Bahamas
Every cloud becomes a storm,
every wave a tsunami.
Being married was never
supposed to drive one crazy.
Green eyes, vicious eyes,
always quick to report words of strife.
Constant criticism in a citadel
where nothing you do seems to be right.
Where peace of mind is disturbed by a lock of hair
that is never too hard to find;
And every attempt at reconciliation
ends with a word that is unkind.
Confusion plagues one’s thoughts,
stress saps one’s energy.
Gone is the need to share,
hidden is the passion and the synergy.
Every snow flurry becoming a blizzard,
every whirlwind a cyclone.
I never knew that being married
meant having to live my life alone.
Sean R. E. Munnings
The Raga-Lover
Copyright © 2007 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.
every wave a tsunami.
Being married was never
supposed to drive one crazy.
Green eyes, vicious eyes,
always quick to report words of strife.
Constant criticism in a citadel
where nothing you do seems to be right.
Where peace of mind is disturbed by a lock of hair
that is never too hard to find;
And every attempt at reconciliation
ends with a word that is unkind.
Confusion plagues one’s thoughts,
stress saps one’s energy.
Gone is the need to share,
hidden is the passion and the synergy.
Every snow flurry becoming a blizzard,
every whirlwind a cyclone.
I never knew that being married
meant having to live my life alone.
Sean R. E. Munnings
The Raga-Lover
Copyright © 2007 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Friday, April 13, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Monday, April 09, 2007
Poem: Everlasting - In honor of the Bahamian treasure - Viveca Watkins - Nassau, Bahamas
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with every crystal tear,
everlasting though you are not near,
Flesh and bone may soon disappear
but everlasting is the love we share.
Words not spoken
expressed through past hugs and deeds.
Laughter and acting was used to fulfill the other’s needs.
Countless sacrifices unknown,
negative emotions seldom displayed.
Memories of lessons learned;
smiles that will never fade.
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where we will have communion forever.
It’s a cord of consolation
that death and time cannot sever.
Everlasting, means
never truly saying goodbye,
Everlasting is our love,
like a rose that never dies.
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From Sean Munnings
Copyright © 2007 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Movie Trailer - Die Hard 4.0
This movie is a must see for every hetrosexual man. Guns, violence, action, explosions, vehicles and one-liners.
International trailer above and teaser trailer below