Best Boastfully Poems

The Butterfly Flutters By

On a steamy, sun-drenched, summer Sunday,
tree leaves delightfully dancing to the tune of 
a warm, welcoming, wandering breeze blowing,
metamorphosis now complete, 
no memory of being yesterday’s creeping caterpillar,
the butterfly flutters by.

Blatantly, brazenly, boastfully,
showing off beautiful, brilliant, blue-black and brown wings,
gracefully gliding through...

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Summer says so long as glorious autumn takes it place
Less humidity and cooler nights puts smiles on our face

Cloudy fall wet days give relief from the hot blazing sun
Spectacular fall colors have only just wondrously begun 

A previously soft velvet lawn is sadly now a...

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I

Boastfully, I regret no deeds,
my sins are minor, lame, and weak.
These children, though born dead, are strong,
like a necromancer, I make them dance.

Machineries, and wretched whores,
all linger midst my core's hollow depths.
So violent, I reproach their names,
like demons, they return the favour.

Silence now, no not...

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love doesn’t dash, it loiters
with repeated movements like music
and beautifully crude endearments

love doesn’t dash, it lingers
with rhythms like dance?
and boastfully rude aphorisms

So dally with me my love
lollygag, lounge and in a while
we'll share breaths and mess about...

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A bosom friend, an old woman and spinster,
Is a god-mother of auntie and uncle;
Chosen as their god-parent two years ago,
On their wedding at church in San Francisco,
A famous nuptial…I do hope you all know.

They’ve also chosen her as their counsellor,
At times when they’ve problems or...

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Bring two poems is what he said. 

She chose a Personification, ‘Violin’, (the proud recipient of an International Poetry contest award), and a narrative, ‘The Rise and fall of an Empire.’ 

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A Raven greets her.

She follows him, up into the nest where he retreats to...

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Glorious spring sunshine kiss my limbs as they sprout
With each opening bud, "I'm so alive" I want to shout
April showers cling to me as I drink each delicious drop
Hopefully chosen by blue jays to build their nest atop
Caterpillars and ants tickle me as they crawl...

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Born in Autumn, a buffer season
Not Summer with days of sun
Fields of green with life abounding
And sparkling clear springs.
Not Winter with her majestic wonderland
Of brisk cold winds which kiss the skin
Of gentle snowflakes that fall to earth
Of a blanket of snow that sheets the earth
A...

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Others have fallen,
publicly shame slain by the Me Too sword
Men of high society pedigree,
reduced to outcast leprosy members only
And the rave wave rage of women’s anger rises
against heifer treatment by male baboons,
perpetrated on them since the beginning of time
Now is a dangerous time for 
testosterone...

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57 years aback,

Millions of ebony shinning skinned individuals,
Meddled in this part of the world to form a country named Nigeria.
From the stand point of crudeness,
How Ignorance bred colonialism.
A sting never to be forgotten.
Those brutal stripes our fathers had borne,
So much hard work for no cost...

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As if the moon is smiling boastfully 
When mist or rain and leaves are moving faster 
than your eye could catch. As if trees 
are curling up in pain beneath your tears, soon to be discovered - 
the manes of beasts streaming as they gallop...

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(a love poem for my son)

Dreams spill out of sleep
sift across the hardwood floor
covers the window 
in colors of May

slamming me back towards childhood
or perhaps just to the ashtray.
One forged with labor
in elementary school ceramics;

patient fingers size up,
roll the earthen clay,
pinch it to perfection,
this unusable...

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Howling 
The wolf chants 
Music, song
Victory
In the hunt
Boastfully
Claiming rights
To the kill.
I wonder
What tonight
Raccoon,fox
Mole or mouse
Did it share
Enjoy all
Or eat all
Excluding
All the rest....

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for the third class life is surrounded by, not a single affirmative element but utter negativity, it may be a condemned one, yet is still worthwhile living the life because in the total negativity one can disavow everything just like an absolute authority 

for the...

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not to boastfully brag
or to overly self-praise 
but I gave, and I gave 
my creative lyrics 
the best and the worst 
of my unhappy days 
thinking to myself they will 
never see the light of day 
so I put pen to paper
and paper to my...

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