Best Brenda Poems

Collaborative creation of Merged pens
w/the talented Poetress Brenda Chiri 




Mesmerized by the allure
of a satin velvet kissable embrace
Rose lips wet whispering
chocolate fondue candlelight dreams
Silhouetted moans ... embroidery glow
of a pastel iris earth bed,
straddled by a silvery smile crescent moon
Night eyes looking down,
daydreaming of anticipated love...

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Her name was Brenda Bates, a novelist
bewitched from burrowing inside her book
of fiction 'bout a boatman, Bo Barist,
the character who botched her life...betook
control of him believing he was true. 
Becharmed, beguiled, she wanted this bold man,
who she had brought to life as best she knew,...

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Ol’ brazen Brenda, battlin’ biography,
Banters bewildered brave boatmen at sea,
Brushstrokes besieging her beleaguered brain,
Broadsided by fiction now baking insane;

Balanced between both broken and brilliant,
Buried by sorrow, bereft not resilient,
A ballyhooed author, back in the day,
‘Fore Brian betrothed her then drowned near the bay;

Basking bereavement, believing...

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In my emptiness there is a silence     
that shatters my thoughts into fragments.                            ...

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The bitty boat is on the beam
                         Brenda bunks down to bed to dream
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You cast that spell you know so well
 Now my thoughts are only of you
 My passion's rising, can't you tell
 We'll blaze a fire at our rendezvous

 We'll share a warm, passionate embrace
 As the nectar of your flower I taste
 As our heartbeats...

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Taking in all the beauty of 
this sunny brand new day
As squirrels scurry about,
caught up in their play
Watching brilliant colors 
blend together up in the skies
A soft gentle breeze whispers
Good Morning in silky sweet sighs

amidst the threads
of autumn trees
i listen as the morning speaks
a sigh...

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~~~  for Brenda ( Feb. 15,1951 - Mar.24,2013) ~~~

 An angel got her wings today
She's leaving us behind
So to Our Lord we will pray
A better place she'll find
With others of her kind

An angel got her wings today
Her pain is now forgot
Though from this place...

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Battle Rap With Brenda Chiri

Brenda Chiri don't try me

It's not old and told, 
same gun, bullets roll,
pull it hole 
strolling rhymes, 
quick time, 
literally laying these words at pace 
while you take out a pen and paper 
jotting down like a waiter,  
rhymes to...

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I write like bakers bake
my rhymes make earth shake
Going into contest with me was your biggest mistake
I control the earths plates, tectonics, your rhymes are bollocks
I cause land slides and earthquakes
I don't hate but I do devastate,
Is the rhythm of your rhyme hidden?
I'm going back...

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And I asked myself  “Why am I alive.”
Suddenly poems are just words
And books are unimportant
Dreams I had for yesterday are best left for sleep
There are promises to keep.
Promises I made on my sacred Birth Day,
When I gave myself to Jah
And He promised to give...

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Ms. Brenda Brawling borrowed nothing,
but begged life to bestow her something.
Blistered blue when life barely listened,
she began buying bargain fiction.
By and by, she believed she’d become a book ink fly.
Her heart bade she give her own fantasies a book try.

Brenda bathed blank sheets in beaut...

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There came a time... When my mother and grandmother couldn't
Do it... yet you did Aunt Brenda.
For you already had four queens...
Jina
Tara
Shannon and Trena...
Of who could sing.
Yet;
You made room for a fifth without any hidden agenda and took me up under 
your wings...
And once settled;
Then your...

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My pet seahorse Brenda was blond,
She loved a poor fish in the pond;
He was not aware of this,
And so he took her amiss,
When in his big tummy she spawned.




SEAHORSES - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
30th April,2018...

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Brenda and Banron bounced slowly on his boat
as the brilliant sun sparkled brightly on the glistening water.
Big and burly he was the boy she sought after in her book.
She smiled bravely as his battered pole slipped smoothly
through the babbling blue surf leaving the sand far...

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