Best Bravo Poems
Bravo!
His messages are always elaborative.
We converse as if we know each other well.
He is a famous poet on the Soup.
He writes his verses with depth.
Bravo, Richard Lamoureux you are one of the best!
I like when you spread your wings to write a poetic text.
His philosophy intrigues.
His words are high literacy.
Rick I will call him via commenting
but he is such a Ricky through inner strength.
Bravo, Richard Lamoureux for being the one I tribute!
I love when your libretti smiles uplifting my spirit and making me feel
worthwhile.
He can be quite cynical.
My respond is to explain some more.
Richard is what I call him then.
I know he is talking to me as a friend.
Bravo, Richard Lamoureux!
This is a tribute to you.
I will close now.
I hope you frame this and hang it high.
Let the world know you shine.
Your motivational and inspiratory poetic voice is precious.
Bravo, Richard Lamoureux this tribute is to you!
Continue to instigate; this encourages another to write.
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PENNED ON AUGUST 17, 2014!
Categories:
bravo, appreciation, dedication, friend, friendship,
Form:
Free verse
That smirk that kills me
That bravo! That instills me
The blunt truth you were able to see
That I cherished you
But you kept quiet,
and I felt like a fool
The fool who cared
And you friend, The White Colonial Hollow Man that didn't care
Pardon me for calling you hollow
I know you’ve been hurt, struck by the need to prioritize
Shift and allocate and customize
What comes first in your life
But it still hurts that the timing was not right
That luck was not by my side
But who am I kidding
Neither luck nor time could have made this right
If your heart was not by my side
You sail upon a different tide
And I am still stuck by the shore
Looking for a grain of hope
Hope that you might turn around and sail to the coast
But do tell me, how come I was struck
How come I favoured and noticed
and you so fervourless?
How can you so bluntly tell me I shouldn’t?
How come I saw and you couldn’t
The frustration that you have ignited
Is strongly enticing, tranquilizing
I gathered some courage and uttered “I care”
Yet such feelings, along with many candidates, you couldn’t share
Made me beat myself up, for my astounding luck!
“throw it all behind you", you said
without thinking twice or even considering how I felt
it hurts to be rejected
but you know what stings the most,
what kills the most, what harms the most
what makes me ache,
the thought that caused the pain,
was not that you didn’t care
but it was when you saw my care to be a bore
a bore that only became a load
so I fell in to utter, shrieking silence
“don’t give awkwardness space”, he said
it wasn’t awkwardness that needed space
but a wounded pride to be mended
so fly along the course of life
live your days, and so will i
too bad our stars were not aligned
I am done caring.
For what it is to my gain, if I cherish in vain
For it is better to be slapped by the Truth
than kissed by a Lie
so fly along the course of life
and live your days, and so will I
Goodbye.
Categories:
bravo, absence, for him, goodbye,
Form:
Free verse
Bravo Toro!
Snorting and bloodied in the mid-day sun,
he paws the ground. His angry eye is fixed.
He charges and the matador is spun
off balance, tangled in his cape, he trips.
His suit of lights impaled and tossed aloft,
transfixed, a crumpled rag doll, motionless,
the crowd is silenced. Yet again he’s tossed.
A deep groan from the crowd. The bull, possessed,
exultant in his own in-bred finesse,
senses the blood of generations past
course through his fighting frame until, at last,
distracted and victorious he makes way.
This bull will live to fight another day.
Categories:
bravo, animal,
Form:
Rhyme
Low life and much scrutiny is all I hear about our nation’s name.
Followed by racial comments and jokes about the bomb that brought us pain.
Swept away the island’s heart that still remains the same.
Radiation that sprinkled down and we thought it was rain?
Instead, it was the bomb’s fluid that snuck into our ancestor’s veins.
But don’t get it twisted, this is nowhere near a hatred poem.
This is a dedication for the people on boats who first rowed them.
Day by day they would slowly paddle away.
Carry on the dagger in our stories that still is passed on until this day.
I call them the greatest, the greatest of the greats.
But the greats couldn’t be the greatest unless they started nowhere near great.
Radiation to get use to pray out loud for heaven’s sake!
Radiation used abuse to pray out loud to Heaven’s sake.
Hands down to think about the talk about with no doubt.
It exposed thousands in the surrounding area to radioactive fallout.
So bravo to the “Megaton Bravo”.
Also, the combo and the pain that followed made RMI the greatest surviving motto.
Categories:
bravo, appreciation, care, community, conflict,
Form:
Free verse
Snorting and bloodied in the mid-day sun,
He paws the ground. His angry eye is fixed.
He charges and the matador is spun
Off balance. Tangled in his cape, he trips.
His suit of lights impaled and tossed aloft,
Transfixed, a crumpled rag doll, motionless,
The crowd is silenced. Yet again he's tossed.
A deep groan from the crowd. The bull, possessed,
Exultant in his own in-bred finesse,
Senses the blood of generations past
Course through his fighting frame until, at last,
Distracted and victorious he makes way.
This bull will live to fight another day.
Categories:
bravo, animal, conflict, sports,
Form:
Rhyme
Into the midst of the hen flock
Brock my brown leghorn flying cock
Mediterranean breading stock
Flew off the roost to dock
When barnbyard dust settled you see
Hens begin cackling with glee
As soon as was able to see
That rooster was handsomely he
As marsupial much alarmed
As brown leghorn spurs fully armed
Being exposed to the great charmed
The hens flapped their wings thus informed
Opossum tucked babes in her pouch
Her most inner juvenile couch
Plain to see that my Brock’s no slouch
Awesome spurs would surely mean ouch!!
Legitimately now has he
A very large harem you see
There are many chick yet to be
As shall many opossums flee
Many red tail hawks on the wind
But my red rooster will defend
His harem band of lady friends
Every day again and again
At danger he will never baulk
`Tis cackle, cackle, cackle, squawk
`Tis the brown leghorn rooster talk
Cock of the squawk barnyard boardwalk
3-3-2010
Categories:
bravo, funnyred,
Form:
Monorhyme
The show's leading lady sports a goatee
Braided armpits bear her understudy
Times have changed at the university
The cast now picked for its diversity
Two Hispanics, two Poles, and two Russkis
Five from the country and five from cities
Cuban nationals who know how to ski
African-Americans named Trotsky...
Don't know their lines, but the show must go on
They speak utter nonsense, babbling on
Down comes the curtain, the audience stunned
Angrily demanding a full refund
Yet one audience member shouts 'Bravo'
~ An albino Sudanese Eskimo
Categories:
bravo, color, satire, school,
Form:
Sonnet
70-years she sat on her throne
Listening to everyone moan and groan
They all want a favour
Or some kind of waiver
So they can flip their neighbours the bone
Categories:
bravo, culture,
Form:
Limerick
"It" came out of nowhere
and stood before me
glaring with green eyes
because I had a purpose
a meaning in my life
a reason to survive
there was nothing I had asked of "It"
only to "step aside"
because my path was clear
stay the course of my goals
my gifts my prize
as that is the only law of my hearing
my will and to which nobly I abide
"It" intended to stop me
and to deter my road to glory
what's with this thing
I asked myself
only The Lord knows the story
"It" launched at me
swinging high and low
hitting me with its best shot
hurt and dazed
from the onslaught of blows
I... fell to the ground
but strength came from deep within me
rising me up thus... I rebound
with new-found motivation
blessed by Kings renowned
You are not through just yet!
laughs their voices in my head
let’em waste its energy
take the heat we know it's hot
but hold firm {yet a little longer}
to unleash the best that you've got!
"Bravo!" Say we;
and with great acuity
for "It" will come to find
that you are being guided
by the betterment of mankind
{to share of our good cheer
goodwill and great wealth}
"It" must be misinformed
or maybe "It" simply forgot
that you will get through "It"
like "It" or not!
Categories:
bravo, bullying, character, encouraging, endurance,
Form:
Narrative
School was out for annual Christmas break
Ice and snow hung around many a week
A friend and I did what one should not do
Went onto a frozen canal to skate
Some lads we knew were giving us some cheek
Boohoo
One lad pinched my friends hat from off her head
Chased him I did, what came next haunts me so
Iced cracked and yes I was in for the swim
The boys were brilliant, I could've been dead
Bravo!
The Speaker Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
Categories:
bravo, christmas, fear, hero, winter,
Form:
Curtal Sonnet
Inspired by "All a man really wants, is a girl who looks good in a bikini." - Jack Freestone
A burlesque performer named Gieter
Decided her act would be sweeter
If she wore a bikini
Peep holed, teeny weenie
She’s hoping her fans want to meet her!
But sadly her tailor from Totton
Omitted to use special cotton
Gieter exhaled to sing
New bikini went ping
Her performance was quickly forgotten!
Huge boobies resemble cow’s udders
They’re flopping about not like rudders
I have to attest
The sight of her chest
Was grotesque, it gave me the shudders!
I screamed, “Gieter you may be a star
But this time you’ve pushed it too far
Please remember this fact
Use two fans in your act
And purchase a much larger bra!”
Categories:
bravo, body, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
1
Bravo for their workless piece,
Men with fastened coats can burnish
Poets of the early earth;
whisper lyrics on their breath,
And the child that has had no birth,
smells odour from his working nose
2
Roam the worlds; the worlds of my mind,
On earth's cold ground, I am as blind as he,
The birds sang songs when children were children,
Four candid souls,
for a candid solution
The boundaries of a single circle;
life or death
stings its mark upon her breast
3
Life has evaded; and I'm alone like the other,
But not like a tree; I have no wish to wish upon death
Though it will surely come;
The birds will fly when dark clouds fall,
And to heaven they shall take me,
Overlapping, like the berries on a branch,
The cygnet floats, like big black boats
And men with fastened coats,
Whose poems should they keep away?
Poems for the poor - behind many in the lunch line.
Categories:
bravo, sad
Form:
*****This poem was a love letter written by one of my dearest friends who is also my
room-mate... He asked me to take this letter and make it into a poem for him... Three
pages condensed to this....
In the last month I have been away from the soup because I have been playing muse... I
have posted two poems by Mr. Samuel Brooks, and now this poem from Dino Bravo...... Both
of these men have the "Gift of Gab" like me... Meaning witty, and comfortable with the
opposite sex... We are three wolves on the hunt... The Three Amigo's: Asavvy1, Dino
Bravo, and Mr. Chocolate WoW.... Dino wants your honesty, as do I... Seeing as I condensed
it.....:JP]******
**Thoughts of the One**
I want somebody to spend my life with,
share my love with.
Someone to show me how special she is,
share her love with me.
Wishing I had someone who feels me,
is kinda similar to me.
A love blatantly,
visible.
A vibrant love we both can see.
We don't have to share common hobbies,
differences in many ways.
But communication is key,
embracing love,
together,
we end our days.
An unconditional love!
One that thrives beyond death.
Screaming for you silently,
with every deep breath.
Dino Bravo
01/20/2010
The Balding Hippie
Categories:
bravo, imaginationlove, me,
Form:
Coffee latte spin
fills of milk and cream
storing in hot coffee lap swim
Cubes off Ice hot summer day
heated rays of sun beaming down rays
So brisk so cold sweet the Iced tea
Sugar meets greet cold cooling liquid taste ever so sweet yummy
5/4/22
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
Categories:
bravo, analogy, appreciation, drink,
Form:
Free verse
12 eggs
1 cup of whipping cream
2 cups of swiss cheese
1/2 cup provolone
1 pound of deli sliced roasted beef
1 cup of sauteed yellow squash
1 of roasted asparagus
1/4 cup of red bell pepper sauteed
1/3 cup of sauteed diced onion
4 garlic cloves crushed and minced
1/4 teaspoon of mace
1 tablespoon of cayenne pepper
1 teaspoon of paprika
1 teaspoon of dried basil
1/2 cup of flour
1 teaspoon of salt
1/4 cup of olive oil
in a bowl add flour olive oil and cream, mix until smooth. add spices. add eggs and mix until smooth. in a buttered spring pan dust the bottom and sides of the bottom with a mixture of flour and seasoned bread crumbs (about 1/4 cup mixture)
add sauteed vegetables and roasted beef: cover with egg mixture.
bake for 45 minutes or until done serve.
topping
in a bowl over a pot of boiling water mix three egg yolks and 1 tablespoon of olive oil together, mixing until the color of the eggs becomes opaque and smooth, remove from the heat and add 4 tablespoons of lemon juice,1 tablespoon of tabasco, and 1 tablespoons of extra dry gin. mix, add four tablespoons of chopped fresh dill.
add 3/4 cups of sour cream. mix smooth. top frittata with sour cream mixture. serve with roasted potatoes.
substitute roast beef with crab or lobster!
Categories:
bravo, dance, food, lust, music,
Form:
Ballad