Bri Edwards' Poems: Some Of My Favorites, From ' My Hands ' Poem by Bri Edwards

All poems are attributed to my pen name, aka nom de plume or literary double, or pseudonym.
All 'my' poems are by Brian Edward Whitaker aka 'Bri Edwards', known by many just as 'him'.
You may enjoy all or none of these; that's up to YOU, the Reader, yes, for YOU, to decide,
and as few or as many as you choose to read, with your 'reader's' decision I, Bri, shall abide.

And as I beg, I MEAN offer, you these 'favorites' to read, feel free to offer some of YOURS.
Be they funny or not, true or false, sexy or sedate, I'll comment what, to my own mind, occurs.
I've plenty more where these came from, nearly 1000 over my years on this poetry site.
I also, usually monthly, display poems of others here, in my 'Showcases'. Go ahead, take a bite!

One great thing about writing poems, is that I can say what I wish, nearly no-holds-barred.
Many people (or just a few; ok maybe NONE) may read, and (hopefully) remain unscarred.
AND if I generate unrest or, Heaven forbid, animosity, I may receive some nasty online words,
but I'll just let them go by, giving them little if any thought, THEN scream: 'Those damn turds! ! '

(March 11th,2023)

Bri Edwards ;)

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This is what I prepared this week to send to some of my past and present friends, and some relatives. I've included each poem's title, at least a sample of each poem, and some of my personal comments are added to at least one of the poems.

OK, I TRIED SEVERAL WAYS TO SLIP THE POEM LINKS PAST PH'S 'CENSORS', BUT I CAN NOT! PH CALLS THE LINKS, OR SOME PART(S) OF THEM, 'not allowed characters' to send to you. ; (

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Portions of my 6 chosen poems: [[ I hope some may enjoy, or at least be awakened....OR lulled to a comfortable sleep....by one of more of these ]]:

1-

Quentin: Memorial For A Moron ….....[ Fiction; Pretty Long; Children; Mental Disability; Kindness; Memorial; Zoo ]


It begins:

'The banker and his wife rejoiced. Their son was born.
As happened at first with boys, blue was the color most often worn …..
by their dear son, Quentin. They doted on him so,
planning for his future. To which college would he go? '


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Ralph The Roofer …… [a Long Tale Of A Blue-Collar Worker; Rhyming, Of Course; Fiction; Some Humor]


It begins:

'Though I'm not sure what's proper: 'rooves' or 'roofs',
just like I'm not sure about using: 'hooves' or 'hoofs',
I CAN tell you about Ralph, 'the Roofer'; he was no 'goof-off'.
Ralph could quickly put a new roof on, OR take an old roof off.'

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3 -

When The Carousel Animals Got Loose.....[long; Humor; Fantasy; Adventure]


It begins:

'In the park for peoples' amusement……
were some workers with an accusement.
T'was on the merry-go-round
where they were all found,
feeling their labor was abusement.'

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4 - [ This one is NOT LONG at all. ]

Salamander...... [nature; A Salamander (Of Course!) : Confronting Nature; Almost Short]


It begins:

'Among damp leaves, in our front yard,
a spotted salamander lies.
A nest of eggs it does guard....
from bugs and other eyes.
Its solitude I just have jarred.
I think for both it was a surprise.'

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5 -

Gay Troubles........ [sexual Preference; Bigotry? ; Name-Calling, Etc.; Very Short


This is the WHOLE POEM:

Kick me in my face,
Call me a disgrace,
Put me in my place,
Just ‘cause I wear lace?
You homophobic scum!

(Feb.2013)

And here is one of the best (and I think most sincere) comments I've received on my nearly 1000 poems on 'PH'. It's from a good 'poet-friend' who, along with others, has switched to another site, but NOT because of me, ...I don't think!

'Paul Brookes 25 May 2013

Sorry but I think I may just offend but four things trouble me about this poem 1) Do gay men wear lace? Terrible stereotyping 2) Why would anyone think your gay for writing about it and why did you feel the need to say your not gay? 3) Is being gay a problem and if so for who? Many gay people don't have a problem being gay 4) Is this poem inverted bigotry itself? I'm not sure why you wrote it. You say you find nothing objectionable about gay people yet I, sorry to say, find the poem just that. Oh and I am gay and don't find it an inconvenience. BB'

Just yesterday I responded in a message to Paul on 'PH' with this note [ I THINK I responded to him years ago as well, and reassured him regarding my feelings; he probably will not see yesterday's message (see below) ].

'Paul aka Andy, I just read your comment on my poem Gay Troubles, and I made a reply on the poem's page. This is the poem: 'Kick me in my face, Call me a disgrace, Put me in my place, Just ‘cause I wear lace? You homophobic scum! (Feb.2013) '
I was writing as though I was a pissed off gay man; yes it was dramatic on my part. In my Poet's Notes I had said I was not gay, etc. and you interpreted that and part(s) of the poem as being offensive on my part, and it left a bitter taste in your mouth. I REALLY APPRECIATE what I took to be a sincere comment, though I feel you read something in my Poet's Notes which really 'wasn't there'. : ( bri

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(book # 4) : Sheila And Clifford: Sh. And Cl. And Violet And Ike..... [love & Sex; Continuation Of 3 Previous Long Poems


THIS IS VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY LONGGGGG poem! And it's only part of a long series of long poems which eventually contains a marriage and parenthood of the two main characters, Sheila and Clifford.


It begins:

'Chapter 14

[Violet and Ike speak]:

Ike: 'Vi, Baby, what did YOU think of Sheila's newfound man? …….
I thought he was alright, for a white guy, but he COULD use a tan.'

Violet: 'Oh! You noticed she brought a man WITH her tonight?
I thought most of the evening, your eyes held HER tight.
[Violet giggles; Ike laughs and coughs.]
He seemed a little stiff at first; no, not THAT, you brute!
But when he mentioned that 'no cheese? ' ….. that was a hoot.'

Ike: 'Oh, Vi, they leave in four days. Let's invite them over, real soon.
Be a dear and arrange for dinner for four at our place. Call her tomorrow ‘bout noon.'

Vi: 'Sure, whatever you say Ike. You're the boss, and we've got nothing to lose.
I'll get Betty to cook, and Paul to serve the dinner and the booze.' '

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My 'Poet's Notes' re the above are as follows, from the poem's page on PH:

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM: 'Sh. And Cl. And Violet And Ike' is my forth poem in a continuing story. the story began in the first poem (of course!) , entitled: 'Sheila And Clifford'. next came (no pun intended) 'More...... Sheila And Clifford', followed by 'More And More Sheila And Clifford'.
what do you think? i think the women like it more than the men do, though not a lot of either have indulged as yet. come, join us! ! ! !
bri :) December (now the 1st) 2014

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brian aka bri

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