Best Bravado Poems

A born lioness my untamed heart? ha! 
a mouse, this pulsing token ruled by unruly wants
at times given, traded or stolen - sometimes
thrown down on...

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Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch   a rickety chair   
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your...

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With his icy fingers he stole my smokey breath,
laid a sheet of slippery freezing cold by my feet
and then whispered in my ear right to the...

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Love feels like an illusion;
a mix of lies and the truth.
For it's non-responsive to
the expectations of youth.

Facing doubt and frustration,
bravado falters, then slips.
And yet, in...

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There is a bridge, it crosses over deserts
It cements oceans, binds the icy seas
Flies over fiery vulcans, sings melodious 
Breathes over you a cooling welcome...

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Vino
Vinny
Vino
Vinny
There was no doubt I was seeing double
Vinny poured another glass
I actually think it was whiskey
There we sat, at the back of the Angelos Steak...

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(Groom speaks...)
In this world are things to contemplate.
Therefore, life can be complicated.
Stairs we must climb to overcome conflict.
Heaven is an open door of realities.
As my...

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Can you see them run to me – arms wide and laughing,
calling me, Mama: keeper of the stars, moon and hearts?
Can you see them kiss...

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Trying to hide in conspicuous places
a night on the town in their false, plastic faces.
Sweetly they sweep through magnificent halls,
top-dollar galas and masquerade balls --...

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I love to watch you wind, 
as you sway the trees and blow
across the fields in a gentle breeze, 
but I wonder where you go.
You...

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(A Paul Callus & Carolyn Devonshire collaboration)


Standing not far from the cliff’s edge 
the aging tree, solitary,
with gnarly roots clings to the rocks -
she shows...

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Pure White Cream, On Mother Nature's Welcoming Ground

Cream of winter's desserts, wide blankets- fallen snows,
balms for child sadness, beauty in splendor that shows.

Where resides better...

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I haven’t sat here for quite some time.
Our back patio, beneath the brown umbrella, in a chair that glides.
Someone else is with her now, 
So...

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It must be hard
To carry it around
That load of hate
Weighing on your heart
A powder keg
Waiting to explode

You pretend it isn’t there
But now and again it...

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Rising from the fire like a phoenix,
ash morphs into flights of flaming darts.
And shadows mark the fringes of light,
extinguishing all unwary sparks.

Scarlet splashes in the...

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