Short Boldest Poems

The earth opens her sexually
As I'm revealing myself throughout
	Her boldest freedom underneath the moonlight!...

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Hill, By and Blow - the three Billies brothers
Were constantly fighting each other
Hill was the oldest
Blow was the boldest
By was the baby by another mother


May 5, 2018



Hillbillies, Bybillies and Blowbillies Contest, by Caren Krutsinger
Honorable Mention...

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Toaster Bed
I’d like to buy a toaster bed,
of the boldest red.
 
Happily,
it would heat me up toasty hot
and butter my backside,
before projecting me out
of the bed and into the shower,
at a designated hour
each morning.
 
Where shall I place my order?
Bloomingdale’s
Or Neiman’s?...

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Untamed we roam throughout the night 
painting that sky just like Van Gogh;
Carving with scratch, hustle, and flow
the boldest black we aren’t polite;
A moonlit chorus we recite 
entrance announced with a bellow 
untamed we roam;
Our tenacity shines so bright
encompassing a nighttime glow;
We set off the stars heel to toe
just begging to get in a fight;
Untamed we roam....

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Pretty rows of Tulips standing straight and tall
Sipping morning dew drops by the garden wall 
You look like lovely ladies gathered for a chat
Each displaying her boldest colored Sunday hat  
Oh lovely ladies... tell me what your secrets are
Who made you glow like a stunning movie star 
Bathed with the fresh cool rains of early spring
Your fragrance makes all of God's  Angels sing...

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the heat of summer dripped down my spine
and tears dried in my eyes,
the sun was harsh and so was life
a lesson learned in time.
the leaves turned the boldest colors
and in one final sweep
summer's sorrow was blown away 
and winter came to sleep. 
an icy breath blew through my lungs
and once again i felt anew,
for it reminded me of winters past
and that a balance still rang true....

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Listen to poem:

Tall and proud
Daylilies
Wrinkled
Discolored
Disheveled
Past their prime
Deprived of warmth and sunrays
Survived cruel dips in weather
Braving long cold nights
Rebellious to fall’s arrival
Flaunting boldest efforts
Stubborn to impress
Express last splash of splendor
Hanging so desperately
To the vestige of their youth



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Posted on January 19, 2020...

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Most graffiti I have seen
Consists of tags or pictures.
Messages are therefore not
The commonest of fixtures.

Yet today, upon a wall
Not used to spray-paint inking,
Was “Sorry Mom” in boldest red,
Which really got me thinking.

Was it sarcastic or sincere?
Was guilt the motivation?
And would that mother ever see
Her child’s capitulation?

We can’t know what was in the mind 
Of who scrawled out each letter,
But I am sure a phone call
Would convey that thought much better....

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