Preclude Poems | Examples

Politics

Politics produces
perplexing paradigms:
people participate,
prefer partisan packs, 
push personalities
padding pockets, preclude
peaceable principles.

Poeticism Admired

Claims bestilled north river long shores of yore,
inscribed quill while floored, dry well mirror cracked,
breathes clement time preclude stray minds the score,
crept halls, wings, flights of stares, hearts apart prepped,

Cobbled stones of years earned the weight wield turned,
Spring hast sprung that allay belongs the myth,
fog shrouds descend the lengths city lights burned,
themed century earned those writes be true cometh.

Dickens and Poe gave it a go, Stateside,
wherefore and whys -- writing -- forevermore,
Poe taxes implore, task pretense decide,
be the tale that wiped floors of blood and gore.

His parting, stretched wisdom sweetened his climb,
Sense tells in the home, was farthest to fine.

Losses Regained

Like Winter
predicts Summer

Dark grey suffering
is not yet total green forest
and blue sky loss

As one cold
lonely voice
isolating experience
need not preclude
warm
yet alone
embracing vulnerable memories
transparent images
anticipating full-bodied reconnections,
compassionate life choices

As EarthTribal respiration
invites EarthMother regeneration
wombs reproductive
eggs
nuts
seeds

Surviving thistles
not yet Othering
weeds

As painful apartheid
is not yet anxious death
nor anticipating life

As isolating trauma discoveries
are not yet therapeutic
solitary thoughts
anticipating glad feelings
passionate 
about sacred intimacy,
boundless recovery.

Little Buddy

I close my tired eyes to rest
In bed now for the night 
Then slip into the chasm
Where sleep and dreams take flight 

I'm walking through a tunnel
A woman's standing there
I'm pretty sure that I know who
There's no one else so fair

As I draw near she looks at me
With eyes of sparkling blue
A scent of perfume in the air
I'm drawn to her, she's you

A smile so inviting
Entranced I make my way
Towards where you are, delighting 
I have no words to say

Though lips don't move, there's singing
I recognize the voice 
It's yours, all senses tingling
My heart starts to rejoice

I love your voice, so wonderful
To listen to and hear
I never want another one
Within my aural sphere 

You sing my name in melody
I answer when you call
Your arms are open towards me
Approaching you with all...

...I am, excited
I'm not sure what to do
You tell me to embrace you
I wanted to, you knew

And when I do my love for you
Pours out in happy tears
I've waited for this moment
I've dreamt of it for years 

Alas, it's just another dream
The real thing still eludes
But I know should it come to pass
No thing will then preclude

Night People

Neon fingers
banish the remnants of the day
Dustbins loiter ominously
blurry eyed
The Night people slide in between
Sailor doom bewitched by sorceresses
as heckled men face electric spears

Stet the occasion
A drawbridge opens
staining the gangster day
Outstretched palms
preclude the day

Jewelled ghost trains
ordinately take you
further away

Velvet dolls with a brainy side
watch stale commissioners slide
Star  clad ingénues infuriated evermore

Cocktail Sticks

I dunno who decided that cheese should have resided 
With bits of pineapple upon a stick
I’d have hit him with a truncheon when he said a pickled onion
Would top it off: I fear he was quite sick

But here I stand with Marty, at this arty farty party
He’s eyeing up a new potential date
In truth, she’s bloody pretty, but, blimey, it’s a pity 
Pineapple, cheese and onion on her plate

When a kiss tastes of cheese, it ain’t gonna please
And onion breath means instant death
To hopes of romance at the valentine’s dance
And yet she says Hi, my names Beth

They head for the floor where they do little more
Than latch onto each other’s face
So I stand here jealous, was I over zealous
When I chose to have the fish paste

My dad’s dancing dirty, the girl’s about thirty
Looks like they’re gonna be smooching till late
I check out their table as best as I am able
Onion, pineapple and cheese on her plate 

So it seems that a party snack, pungent or squiffy
Does not preclude romance from you
If it stinks like cow splatter, it just doesn’t matter
So long as you’ve eaten It too



24 December 2020
Contest: Party Folk
Sponsor: Julia Ward

Mob

Guided by emotion,
We make the rush to Judgment
Torches burning in a rage,
We seek the harshest punishment 

The freak, the monster -
Trapped in the windmill -
He's our ready target
In a field of insecurity,
We confine him to the margins

Blinded by emotion,
We preclude all sense of reason
Our base natures, stirred to unrest 
We storm in angry legions 

The mob, the crowd -
Our weapons drawn -
Our minds made up absolutely
The dissenter's opinion and heresy 
Hanged from the tree of scrutiny 

Tell me, when did we join this mob? 
And shouldn't we cancel our membership?
Our primitive urges and intolerant thoughts
Find our higher selves in their grip

Knight In Silent Armor

clearly one hears clearly
in the silence of the mind
solitude does not preclude
relationships entwined

beauty's often mistaken 
by those without the key
perception’s combination
ultimately sets it free

defending fortifications
a knight quietly serves
repulsing suspect incursions
protecting treasured reserves

draw not your sword with anger
or revel in other's defeat
rather seek to conquer
standing on your feet

to a knight in silent armor
humility comes with honor

Veto the Mosquito Wbm

When God made the beasts, in days of old
It seems He lacked quality control
That surely would veto 
The cursed mosquito
And preclude all that itching untold

Divinity Chosen

Do three dimensions,
preclude a fourth

Does pointing toward South,
prevent being North 

Is now just the midpoint,
between future and past

Does the freedom to choose,
leave all nature aghast

Is one and one two,
if one is in doubt

Are the whole or its parts,
what this world is about

Are Creation and Physics,
at war with themselves

Is Divinity chosen
—willed unto one self

(Saint David’s Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

Interlude

Do you count your days
Or are you busy in your ways
Is your step light as a feather blowing
Or do you count each one just to be known

I wonder if in this life’s interlude
We wander along while thought will preclude 
A plan for the hour, day and week
When having to react to what occurs looks so bleak.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Complementary

Other people’s lives are always
Different from our own.
That goes for strangers and for those
We know or once had known.

There may be similarities
Or even common threads,
But age and time might take those bonds
And slice them into shreds.

Those differences, though, won’t preclude
Relationships or trust,
For what is complementary
Is often quite robust.

So though we never should compare
How we and others live
We should rejoice in what we share
And take as well as give.

Hidden In Plain Sight

Hidden in plain sight
For all the world to see
Is a soul bearing all
About love, life and destiny

Confessions, obsessions
Questions preclude
Laying it all out
Preponderances exude

A pen name reveals truths
More than the man
Reaching those it intends 
Finalizing the plan

A Cautionary Tale

Once, a little Spanish girl 
was given a "regalo" - 
a dainty little potted plant, 
a purple-petalled mallow. 

She set it in a sunny spot, 
beneath a southern window, 
re-housed it in an iron pot 
and named it, "Don Galindo". 

She gave it water every day, 
and gave its loam a hoeing. 
She talked to it and petted it, 
and marvelled at its growing. 

Her plant rose tall and strong and fine, 
rewarding all her labors: 
"¡Te quiero!" sighed the little girl: 
"¡Que raro!" cried the neighbors. 

Joy never lasts, grief always comes, 
said someone (maybe Byron?) 
Galindo's roaming, ravenous roots 
were hemmed-in by the iron. 

The fine plant sickened and declined, 
all hopes of salvage scuppered: 
its lower parts, by steel confined, 
could not sustain the upper. 

And so, the moral of our tale - 
resisting is not giving. 
Do not preclude, prevent, prevail - 
rigidity's all very well, 
but soon turns heaven into hell! 
Give in to me - 
set us both free - 
don't cramp or crowd - 
things disallowed 
can hardly go on living.

Eclectic

Eclectic

Be mindful of the Logical Fallacies.

When enlisting proxy's honor yourself and qualify them.

If you ask direct questions respond in kind.

Qualifying ones self as obtuse will not excuse duplicity.

Choosing doesn't preclude choice.

Those who speak of omissions have omitted.

Don't speak if you don't want your words spoken.

Don't write if you don't want your words read.

When you ask for privacy expect an audience.

If you sue for peace expect war.

When you strive for humility it may be construed as vanity.

Suffer not bigotry even from within ones own.

Hate brings vengeance invest in neither.

Have faith in your convictions and speak them plainly.

Do not emulate that which you abhor.

The wisdom of the crowd isn't always wise...

© veritatem voluntatem 2016

• Short Preclude Poems
• Famous Preclude Poems
• Best Preclude Poems
• Read Preclude Poems
• Long Preclude Poems
• Preclude Quotes