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Categories:
bravest, appreciation, courage, endurance,
Form: Rhyme
"The Bravest Thing I Have Seen"
The bravest thing I have seen is that of
my mother's love.
It is a courageous thing and a love that's strong, that lets me sing.
It's a love that stands up tall and proud.
A love that never lets me down.
Her love is a brave endeavor that never wavers or wavers.
It's a love that knows no boundaries and never loses its soundness.
Her love is a courageous force that helps me find our course.
Her love is like a shield protecting me from the world's harsh yield.
It's a love that can withstand any storm and keep me safe from any harm.
My mother's love is like a beacon leading me on when I feel weak and shaken.
It's a love that never falters or fails and helps me through life's darkest trails.
Her love is like a fortress, a mountain, unbreakable and certain.
It's a love that can withstand any blow and keep me safe, no matter where I go.
Her love is like a guiding star, shining bright, no matter where I am.
It's a love that never dims or fades.
A love that helps me through life's trade.
©® Coker Favour A.
Categories:
bravest, appreciation, love, mom, mother,
Form: Rhyme
After locking your soul in the concrete walls
Crying may seem your weakest move
But a comfort pouring from your eyes
That's the only thing which isn't forced
But a series of sensation,a reminder
Indeed the only thing you can be so proud of
Just a crystalline transparent liquid
Telling you to submerge into the ocean
And to find the lost treasure you're holding
Release your scream let those small fish wonder
Let the starfish shine so bright
That darkness will be drained
Don't you see they are dancing on your melody
Like for the very first time they found a soul
A pure soul matching their energy
So put all your tears down there
No one will judge you by your scars
Or even by the past undone mistakes
Cause this water is relentless flawless
So smooth to merge your emotions into tranquillity
So cry so loud to break all the shackles
Now it's not your weakest move
It's not your forced move
But your first chosen move
Your first selected decision
A step towards snatching your freedom
A step towards building your own kingdom
Categories:
bravest, 10th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
I will show you the Bravest Place
a sweet and (sometimes) bitter place.
A place where "You" are "You" always,
in which you do what your reason dictates
and you say what you feel;
without worrying about the results.
You are never afraid of life or death
or being socially up or down
you know what is relevant and what it´s not
You are always quiet
and you enjoy what you have,
surrounded by people who personally you choose.
You are completely free.
The Bravest Place is as near as "You" and "your own mind".
And the braveness consists in walking the road alone,
without much luggage, and throwing your garbage bag daily.
From no other way, you can get it.
Simply you decide if you want to dwell in this place.
Categories:
bravest, courage, emotions,
Form: Blank verse
The bravest word is the word fear.... For it dares to declare itself...!
Categories:
bravest, allegory, allusion, courage, metaphor,
Form: Monoku
Buddy was the youngest and bravest of soldiers,
he left Richmond Hill and his adolescent dreams;
on European battlefields he fought and earned
valor in Argonne and dominated the combat with gallantry:
he was the boldest one, pushing forward and gaining ground,
never bared defeat in front of an assailant enemy!
Buddy was the most brazen of all and tried to hide his tears,
he saw too many bodies fall in the clashing, blasting harbor
and on barren hills: he was undefeatable with a tactic so clever;
he instilled battle trance in each fearful and unwilling soldier:
did those shouts of encouragement earn him ample honor?
He buried many of his comrades without white tombstones!
The Buddy statue stands out for its elegant style
and insightful awareness, and while kids play
around it, they look up in awe and admire
this young hero who wasn't an ordinary doughboy;
I have seen hoards of people stand before it and honor
him for his valiance as he feels sorrow for his comrade...
gazing down at the small cross that he put on his grave:
Buddy died for an ideal so precious, but fate wasn't fair!
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Categories:
bravest, america, death, endurance, for
Form: Rhyme
The Bravest Death
The bravest death. To die for Christ,
Unglamorized, but not unnoticed.
Before the Lord, enemies wilt,
And death’s piercing sting not felt.
Though braggart towers upwards rise,
And man’s dominion increases,
The thought of perishing for ought,
Is woe, the greatest fear of all.
Christ’s heavenly gift surpasses
The spoils of earthly dominance,
While cowards raft adrift at sea,
Their souls bartered for such treasures.
Strength comes with the belief in Christ;
To know your death is not final.
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References:
Matthew 10:39
Mark 8:35
Luke 9:24 and Luke 17:33
John 12:25
Revelation 2:10
Categories:
bravest, bereavement, bible, christian, death,
Form: Sonnet
Glide on the wing then bank to the left
Dive with the wind then bank to the right
Soar on the cloud and feel the sky
So many unanswered questions why?
See the enemy's cloud and turn to fight
Picture that love you had in the corner of your eye
Adrenaline surge in the roar of the stride
Pierce the air with steel, give them nowhere to hide
Hear the gnashing teeth under stone white eyes
Strain the body with 'G', feel the tension cry
Dodge and weave, blank out thoughts on life
Fight with all you have in this outnumbered dog fight
Hero you are, hero you will always be
One of the bravest few who saved your country.
Categories:
bravest, hero, world war ii,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Bravest Heart Stands Upon A Mountain High
When courage dares in proving it exists
Bravest heart stands upon a mountain high
Troubles reigning and evil turns to twist
When honor sets itself ready to fly.
Deeds little sung but princely overall
Ransom demanded so bravely in blood paid
Honor, loss paid by those hearing the call
Courage the test, death the ransom in trade.
Life singing holding truth of honest light
Where danger and pain are the highest cost
What bravery if not in great hard fight
Or great battle praised, if nothing is lost?
The brave living with hearts and golden souls.
Sacrifices give admirable roles!
Robert J. Lindley, 10-26-2015
Poem Syllable Counter Results
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:
Total # Words: 100
Categories:
bravest, art, courage, dedication, encouraging,
Form: Sonnet
Where did it come from?
How could he acquire
in just six years of life
the courage of a man?
Why did he not flee to save his little life
when he saw the bad man reload?
Why did he urge his classmates to
break out of their frozen fear and
race to safety and long lives
while he stayed, unafraid...
defiant of death itself?
The evil that day was as black as it
comes, but the light in the child shone
brighter than ten million million suns
and streams of angels cheered as his
fearless soul soared high to heaven.
(This poem was written in honor of A TRUE HERO: 6 year old Jesse Lewis who gave his very young life to save the lives of several of his classmates by telling them to run when the Sandy Hook killer was reloading his gun. I would be amazed at such courage in one of any age, but to find it in a first-grader is amazing, and to this poet it indicates a soul of exceptional bravery. )
Categories:
bravest, angel, boy, celebration, character,
Form: Blank verse
THE BRAVEST
the bravest feet
stumble, stop.... again--again--
Dare travel
treacherous roads--ignore the rain
No thought for honor or for pain
They bypass shortcuts filled with glory
Content to walk a silent story
The bravest feet
Victoria Anderson-Throop 2013
Categories:
bravest, courage,
Form: Couplet
Over thirty years ago
I had the bravest dog,
and by her lustrous, fluffy fur
I happily called her:
the most courageous hound
a boy could ever find.
On summers' afternoons
we went to a baseball field a couple of miles away...
it hasn't changed a bit today;
all the kids said she behaved well without a bark.
Like me she was in the prime of youth,
and together we buried my first fallen tooth...
were she alive today, she would find it instantly
without pausing and thinking for a second where it would be;
I may have forgotten the exact spot where that spruce stood,
and barking she would be ready to dig it up with claws stronger than wood.
O friend of adventurous days that ended in peace
a profound sadness overwhelms me with tears,
which other dog could replace the love and loyalty you had?
You were the bravest one, the kindest one alive...
If I had magical powers, I would bring you back and smile!
Categories:
bravest, animals, anniversary, happiness, loss,
Form: Rhyme
anybody with any sense is just trying to get out
a building is on fire and the smoke is pouring out
but the ones they call the bravest are simply rushing in
to save the life of anyone who is still trapped within
firemen to them it's not just a nine to five
unselfish and dedicated men and women who put their lives on the line
it seems crazy to me that they willingly put themselves in harm's way
firemen a bunch of nuts, but i thank God for them every day
Categories:
bravest, inspirational, passion, people, urban,
Form: Epic
The bravest soldier,
But never did He,
Wear camouflage,
But bore a tree
No metals of honor,
Just a spear in His side,
And nails in His hands,
As on that cross He died.
No fox hole to hide in,
Just a cat of nine tails,
No weapons to defend Himself,
Just three rusty nails.
No Purple Heart,
Just a crown of thorn,
Pressed into His brow,
While looked upon in scorn.
The bravest soldier,
Died and was buried.
For all of our sins,
On the cross was carried.
But three days later,
Came He out of the grave,
He rose from the dead,
So we could be saved.
See, this brave soldier,
Is really our King,
Now we can be saved,
Let His praises ring!
Categories:
bravest, devotion, faith, life, love,
Form: I do not know?