Predilection Poems - Poems about Predilection

Movie popcorn Tim purchased to share with his date, who did not seem to care when she first felt, then SAW him reach into her bra. Then she laughed, “There’s no popcorn down there!” May 2, 2023 For Tania Kitchin's A Funny Or Bawdy Limerick Poetry Contest...

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I have a predilection for the helping professions As well, for artistic self-expression I'll take my leave with this confession Other 'pursuits' are no more than repression ...

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Grandma sat in her rocker braiding her hair Reciting Bible verses she had learned I remember well the squeaking of the chair Her words to me, I so resoundingly spurned. She said, “You, son, you our minister will be, Do not laugh, boy, for you will most surely see.” True to her form the declaration came true In spite of how...

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The glide of the plane almost in step with my rooftop. Visibility of blue heaven low; lookout for earthwalkers. My bland Toyota euphoric and banded by tight forest. The span of an angelic chorus, a serendipitous psalm. The predilection of dawn, a tributary hawk sails on. The silver cross shimmies and shakes reflected in mirror. I steady it with my heartbeat,...

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Ran; they were running up the hill. Sea was rising to level unseen I sat in my old shabby car, All terrified of what it could be. I floated in it and was stuck among branches. The water receded, I was saved, might be. My eyes opened to “Happy Birthday to you”, The chorus held me in dismay. They laughed as they...

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Prior to my first glance, I had no destined direction. Reality set in after your touching warm embrace. Each new cuddle touched off a new infection. Darling, I shall always remember your placid face. I was alone and withering until your first hold. Love was not a word that I have ever known. Eagerly your contact, reveled me from the cold. Caring...

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Love was something I wanted, Love was something I needed, Love was something I thought you would give me, but love is something I'm living without for you was not the one to love me but the one to hurt me. So now I still want love and I still need it, but now I also fear it....

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If possession is nine-tenths of the law entirely, you're mine though cosmically, empirically we lack the ties that bind For naught these thoughts escape me through the river of the day while every beryl and burst of you ...

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