We have a neighbor who captures dogs
Takes them to the pound
Because she thinks they are all strays
She brags about it on social media
This week she posted a photo of one of our dogs
Beau probably weighs ninety pounds
He does not look like he is starving or a stray
She asked if anyone recognized him
I recognized the driveway
It was my driveway
My husband was concerned
Not me
Beau is fast
he will not get into a car
We know this from experience
I wish her luck catching this one
Categories:
brags, dog,
Form: Free verse
Anointed by God to rule the land
Yet brags where he places his molesting hand
Let us love one another, all children of God
Yet puts proxies before a firing squad
The Lord he praised and the Bible he thumped
Yet adherents of the Word neither phased nor stumped
Turn to God when forgiveness you seek
Yet replies NO, never shall I be unmanly/meek
In the eyes of God, we are all alike
Yet the misbegotten can all take a hike
Obey my command and I’ll offer benevolence
As I give E pluribus unum a whole new relevance
God hath anointed His faithful avatar for you
Yet now go and do as I say, not as I do
Categories:
brags, america, analogy, confusion, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
A patient brags her denture like insane,
“Mine shines as the whitest pure porcelain;
So affordable and cheap,
I love it from root to tip!”
Later, cries in the loo of Dentist Dwayne.
Categories:
brags, change,
Form: Limerick
Summer's sun is scorching hot as it sends its fiery burn.
Carnival laughter shakes the air when July takes its turn.
July means more litter, as plastic bottles fill the street.
The sand that was enjoyable, now burns the soles of feet.
July brags that our sun made it the hottest month to name.
That is, until sweet August brings its fire into the game.
Then, August like a broiler spews an unrelenting heat.
The green has withered from the lawns, now just the browns compete.
At month's end, school starts, and family trip has been taken.
But it's hot, and wishes for cooler nights is forsaken.
Next comes modest September, whose flourish hides a sly smirk.
Indian Summer in this month can be the sun's best work.
There's hope for rain, sometimes it comes, but sometimes it comes not.
Though through September's flimsy veil, the weather remains hot.
And then along comes October, a time of leaves and rakes.
Suddenly, the heat ends, when October applies the brakes.
Categories:
brags, sun, weather,
Form: Rhyme
April 30 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Chronicles 5-6
Key Verse – 1Chronicles 5:20 And they were helped against them, and the Hagarites were delivered into their hand, and all that were with them: for they cried to God in the battle, and he was intreated of them; because they put their trust in him.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO IS INTREATED OF US
Praise be to God Who is intreated of us because we:
Trust in His grace
Thank His generosity
Teach by His guidance
Toil for His gloriousness
Triumph along His greatness
1Chronicles 5:26 Praise be to the Lord Who
stirs up our spirit for:
Service with humility
Separation along honesty
Sacrifice against haughtiness
Stewardship with helpfulness
Surrender that honours Him midst holiness
1Chronicles 6:15 Praise be to the Saviour for carrying us away from:
Worldliness that breeds sinfulness
Weariness that builds up slothfulness
Waywardness that braces stubbornness
Wealthiness that brags about selfishness
Worthlessness that is branded with shamefulness. Amen!
April 30, 2024
Categories:
brags, bible, blessing, christian, faith,
Form: Alliteration
Self-appointed mouse king was a huge success
He crowed to the world, standing on a robin’s nest
We rolled our eyes, for we know his personality well.
Some stuff he brags about doing are not so very swell.
Categories:
brags, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form: Rhyme
A kindergarten student is not usually sent to my office.
I am the counselor, who gets my shares of stirrers.
Usually when a five-year-old is sent to me, they are crying.
This little blonde blue-eyed beauty was not crying.
She had a smug look on her face, actually not a tear in sight.
Find out what happened, the principal said, before she left.
What happened? I asked the dainty cherub.
When?
I am not sure “just now?”
Nothing.
I have to call the teacher to get an inkling.
She was fighting.
You mean arguing?
No I mean flat out fist walloping pummeling fighting.
I look for scratches or bruises but see no evidence.
Were you in a fight?
She nods her head.
I smashed them and bashed him, she told me.
She had a pleased smile.
I am surprised, but not stunned.
I have raised three daughters.
Two of them are tough.
She brags about her fighting prowess.
I find out later this little darling has four older brothers.
Categories:
brags, school,
Form: Narrative
Child of floor and shackle mocks,
a cooperation of physic-circumstance.
A stalwart drag, stale wart brags.
Dungeon, so damp,
the bottom feeding vampires in vitro.
Morph of mind sired,
desire turn to sour mankind to think of self
and do evil,
festering the corpse alive.
Still, no word on who the Father is.
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But, we know.
Categories:
brags, art,
Form: Rhyme
Bookshelf was bragging a little bit
Plants love my shelves!
End table had a hissy fit.
observed by three elves.
Why do you brag like this? She angrily said.
Irritated because her orchid plant was terribly dead.
Bookshelf had a bit of a secret too.
Plants that loved him were the ones that do….
Like living in the shadows, no sunlight hue.
He did not help End Table, for she was not that nice.
She stuck out her drawer tongue, not once, but twice.
Categories:
brags, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Personification
Barn house full of goods,
Fool rich man brags for himself,
Dead one day relief.
Categories:
brags, death, fate, sorrow, vanity,
Form: Haiku
He's pomposity personified, never defied.
His vanity is all-in, his shameful glory spied
As he stands before an audience, gawking upon
An emperor smug, unaware he has no clothes on.
He is unclothed, uncouth, unhinged, a folly dud fake.
He thinks he's something, but he's not, with nonsense at stake
The cracks in his facade are there so easily seen.
The bluster, bravado are all those of a has-been.
He's clearly a fraud, an empty shell, a hollow gourd.
He's so pompous he's first to draw, last to sheath, his sword.
He bloats on every word, he boasts and brags, about him!
He craves the gaze of eyes that dote on his every whim.
But deep down, he feeds off the shallow praise of strangers,
For those who know him well, know too well of the dangers
That occur when ego is stuffed with pomposity
To make an enormous atrocious monstrosity.
Categories:
brags, anger, angst, bullying, political,
Form: Rhyme
Rose Meadow, an outcast woman,
portrayed by Fertie Fields.
The film chronicles her Pagan beliefs.
A supporting cast boasts
Roland (Rollie) Hills and Hayden Hayfield.
Cameos by Misty Marsh and Lily Lake.
Marquee brags of Nature’s spiritual mysteries
comprising the life of Rose Meadow.
Categories:
brags, film, life, mystery, nature,
Form: Free verse
Five lights are tints of life
Five shades of skin on the line
Like the five fingers we use to hold in life
Finger prints of arch, loop and whorl in line
Five colors we dip so clear
In our hearts we hold so dear
In our dreams we paint so deep
In our lives we love to keep
Five shades in some flags
Or fewer than five one brags
Five in high fives we raise to stand
Five in each hand as a helping hand
Five lights, more or less, we wave
Like the five senses we use and save
Five stars we rate for life so good
Five and more, God grants your wish in hood
Five races in different colors we love and treasure
Memories of men and women with pride and honor
Keep the love alive everywhere you go...
Life was made for everyone to cherish and value!
(Prosebite)
Categories:
brags, blessing, care, children, color,
Form: Personification
Rabbit brags
crazily;
Tortoise plods
lazily.
Rabbit gets
sleepy, see.
Tortoise wins
Easily.
Work ethic
is lacking;
Rabbit gets
shellacking.
Relentless,
forward, there.
T’s out front
by a hare.
Nonfiction
or fable?
Decide if
you’re able.
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Using more dactyls seems a good match for the form...
https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/cethramtu-rannaigechta-moire-poetic-asides
Categories:
brags, adventure, animal,
Form: Other
Lingering scenes hide in my subconscious
Vie for favor vicariously precious…
Soul that struggles against human nature
Contends to glow toward spotlight feature…
Hypocrisy keeps lurking amidst pride
Brags along false humility’s long stride…
Grievous regrets expose frustration pain
Leave heart in agony against joy-reign...
Repentance* that I neglect to express well
Faith's spirit basks in God’s miracle-swell.
*Romans 2:4 Or despisest thou the riches of his goodness and forbearance and longsuffering; not knowing that the goodness of God leadeth thee to repentance?
October 10, 2022
Categories:
brags, christian, emotions, faith, god,
Form: Couplet
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