Quame Boatmann

Veteran Poet - 1,275 Points (Cape Coast)

Quame Boatmann Poems

1. What Are You, Love? 9/20/2015
2. ¿qué Eres, Amor? 9/21/2015
3. The Smile Of The Adversary 9/21/2015
4. Missing Memories 9/21/2015
5. The Crossroads 9/21/2015
6. The Red Note 9/21/2015
7. Who'll Speak For Us? 9/21/2015
8. The Switch 9/21/2015
9. Lora's Banquet 9/21/2015
10. Cape Coast, My Paradise 9/21/2015
11. Dawn To Dusk 9/21/2015
12. Theodora 9/21/2015
13. Precious Days Of Old 9/21/2015
14. Traveller On The Road 9/21/2015
15. The Imminent Consort 9/23/2015
16. Waiting To Be Loved 9/24/2015
17. I Will Do 9/24/2015
18. Brutal Choice 9/24/2015
19. Painful Past 9/24/2015
20. Will The Church Ever Change? 9/24/2015
21. We're Not Immortals 9/24/2015
22. Counterfeit Passion 9/24/2015
23. The Affluent Panhandler 9/24/2015
24. Eternal Passion 9/24/2015
25. The Warning Bell, Memories From Bridge City 9/24/2015
26. Behind The Tainted Glass 9/24/2015
27. Bondage Freedom, Memories From Bridge City 9/24/2015
28. Yes I Do 9/24/2015
29. Dining, Memories From Bridge City 9/24/2015
30. A Good Heart's Day 9/24/2015
31. Feliz Natal 9/24/2015
32. Be Yourself My Love 9/24/2015
33. I Know You 9/24/2015
34. I Will Rise 9/24/2015
35. The Scroll Of Wealth 9/24/2015
36. Grant Them Ears 9/24/2015
37. Me A Sully 9/24/2015
38. Show Me How To Be A Lover 9/26/2015
39. The Master Servant 10/8/2015
40. Professor Lunacy 10/11/2015
Best Poem of Quame Boatmann

Malaika

I need an angel by my side
To be the sand that calms the ocean’s tide
An angel to light my path and be my guide
To stand firm with hate aside

I’ve found you in whom my hopes reside
The only one I give my heart to possess
For you alone I make my empress
To whom my professed love is bona fide

Long, long journey to join a firm family
Now close to feast with the Iron Lady
With her backing, my love is secured
For her counsel, my wedlock is insured

I habour in my heart a strange joy
A joy that feels like a dream-come true
And all become clear ...

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The Crossroads

I have come to the crossroads
Where I must take a step
A step to what lies on the fore
A step to the right path
A step only your foot can take

For three score more moons,
I’ve been a boy on a swing
Watching the brooding bird on its nest

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