Best Ricardo Poems
RicardoThere's no good reason to be an outlaw.
A world of rocks and hard barren ground.
I became evil, in an evil world.
A bringer of death, good men hated.
I need to end my outlaw days, reflect and pause.
My life spent in dusty towns, saloons and whore houses.
I'm...
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Categories:
ricardo, introspection, life,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Neftali Ricardo Reyes Basoato"A poet goes in search of poetry
To Neruda poetry came to search him.
He knew not from where it sprung.
There were no voices, faces or words
Poetry touched the man without a face".
Surrounded by foreign language
And alien culture, without literary community
He learnt what true loneliness was
Turning...
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Categories:
ricardo, inspirationallove, poetry,
Form:
Verse
Ricardo Eliecer Neftalí Reyes BasoaltoRicardo Eliecer Neftalí Reyes Basoalto
Motherless at two weeks of age, sought her.
Within his heart and mind, imagined her.
Age ten, before life had hardly begun,
He, whose talents his family did shun,
Loved her, felt her. She closed his eyes each night.
A boy arose to...
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Categories:
ricardo, history, life, people
Form:
Rhyme
Ricky Ricardo Kicked My ___(This is a fictional poem)
I built a time machine and I went back to 1952.
Ricky Ricardo kicked my ___ after he sang Babalu.
I told him that his song sounded like a big piece of crap.
He cussed me out in Spanish and gave me a good...
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Categories:
ricardo, funny, music, on writing
Form:
Widow of Slain RicardoFor full nine months forlorn widow,
Every nine hours by window;
Men watching their every shadow,
Still hoping for her Ricardo,
Who'd promised her Eldorado,
This doing in a Choice Meadow...
Now, The Incommunicado,
Gone her main source of Bravado
And Volunteering Troubadour,
To her a Buck she to him Doe,
Ricardo, not innocent, though...
Slain...
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Categories:
ricardo, allusion, conflict, corruption, death,
Form:
Rhyme
Sooner a Matador Than a CommodoreIt was in Historic Forcados,
Where I’d first touched Pride of Barbados:
I’d run into A Talking Salvador
Long arguing with Unshaken Ricardo,
Whose interest were in Stark Bravado,
His body partly building with Mamador …
Bravado-Loving and Preaching Ricardo
Would sooner he became A Matador
Than A-Many-Times-Decorated Commodore,
This proclaiming in...
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Categories:
ricardo, courage, desire, image, judgement,
Form:
Rhyme