Predilections Poems | Examples

Alice Through the Logical Wormhole

Good evening, sir, my name is Alice.
A man of peculiar predilections, 
Lewis Carroll, made me, not from malice.
Rather, more so, from his affections. 

A pen name for a man, pedagogic, 
Charles Dodgson was the given name 
of this Oxford professor of sound logic.
To me, he's Lewis Carroll, just the same.

If my creator made another choice,
and threw me tumbling down another hole,
and hearing not a rabbit's nervous voice,
you'd see a wormhole swallow me whole. 

To a wormhole of logical conundrums,
let us take a wild, but confusing trip. 
Well, are you ready, hear the roll of drums? 
Put your thinking cap on.  I'll let 'er rip! 

Poets are illogical and write of Luna.
Nobody who eats tuna also plays whist.
Illogical people also eat tuna.
My gist?  Do poets who play whist, exist?

While you are considering that my friend,
I'll go to my place in that charming book,
where Mister Carroll ensured my life won't end.
If you want to see me, come take a look.

Sticks And Stones

Hate me slate me or berate me
call me names it's all the same I don't care
to my mind it's no more than
hogwash simply put just hot air
the proclivities of others
I don't judge
and their predilections
I won't begrudge
I live and let live
as I too do have mine
but tresspass on my territory
there's where I draw the line
tho' non-violent
step on my toes
and believe you will receive
a black eye or bloody nose

Ps and Qs

preening queens prickled~

queendom prerogatives quashed 

prized predilections~

My Fencing Buddy: NEW Balliol Verse Form

A Balliol rhyme is a doggerel verse form with a distinctive meter. A quatrain, with a pair of couplets (rhyme scheme AABB), with four beats per line. Written by the poet who elaborates on their character, exploits, or predilections.

Once was a bird who had enjoyed
her timeless spend became annoyed
when my new Tom bravely demands
cat's pointed views hid claw commands.

Shagalicious

The slithered shadows trailed my shag rug, in the foothills of the upright weave of flaccid threads. 

Seemingly chaotic, yet made out of pure design and memory: From the hands of its maker, rolled into the flatness beneath its buyer’s feet. Asking “why” looks for the in-between, vast as forever. The math: A hard one and social, but still a math. More of a psychonomic-politecology.

Our bodies are just the same—moving pieces that pretend to be in a vacuum. We aren’t in one, but surely under it every so often.

Pieces who poise in passing places and people; pretending preponderance, betraying imposed predilections, to the preferable exposed. 

Psychobiophysic microcosms invoke the such of a macrosomatic glob that is the everything, at least on this atomic chunk. 

And so forth,
And so forth.

The gibberish in the rug is a cortex, and so are we.

Explanation

Mangled words and arcane diction,
Are in fact my fiction,
Artifacts: predilections, for attention and prediction.

Love

I hold you in the moment
dearly, firmly pressed to my
heart – though dearness seems
an acquired taste for many, 
expressed purely only by God – 
So, I hold you in the moment, no
thought of personal predilections;
having taken lessons from the one
who made me, endures my many
transgressions. Yes, I love you
as I try to imitate the love
of my creator...love you as my
Father graces me constantly,
nurtures and forgives. Therefore,
it is in the name of Love that I
love, for God has blessed me
with realization of His all abiding 
compassion and ever presence.

The Sword of Words

We tend to get lost in words – 
definitions; often words being
stretched or contracted
in accordance with personal
beliefs and intentions--predilections....

Take Nationalism,
in a sense, not conducive to
world harmony – take Christianity,
belief and abidance in Christ

in a sense, a form of Nationalism

fall upon spirit...and not the sword
of words –

Predatory Penguins

Particularly peripatetic
penguins pursue pharmacological
possibilities perusing polar
predator proboscis predilections,
predominantly picking putrified,
phenobarbital-packed perch-piece puree
packings, provocatively presented.

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I wish I could have gotten a rhyme in there as well,
but that's an alliterative Pleiades with 10-syllable lines.

It's also a near summary of the latest escapades over on
the collaborative limerick thread in forums...

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Admiration of Antiquities

ADMIRATION OF ANTIQUITIES
fragments
advanced
as enhancements
 unravel
   incorporated
in original frames
 partially pseudo
  a near profile
enlivened by figures
so  elegant
  in elevated status

an
 artistic
tradition
  integrating& enduring
 notions
  from a
feathered
   consciousness

 efforts in the venerated
 tradition
with predilections
so
renowned
in traces
of a particular
    treatment
 achieved&
envisioned


THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived

Praise the Lord, and Pass the Ammunition

“Praise the Lord, and pass the ammunition”

The Jihadist have one thing right...
One does not die, but lives always:

one's immortal body, the spirit of his
predilections. What they have wrong is, 
no virgins and banquets...only the 
continued fires of hell.... 

And we others, the so called
moral righteous, protect the body, as if 
it were not a temporary abode, and the earth 
no battlefield, though jointly created, 
by friend and foe, 
outside the roses exhibiting 
moral depravities indignant of our shared
anemia – 1 percent proof, when it comes
to Spiritual development –  

Like it or not:
No one gets 
to true paradise 
before
everyone else.

The Lark

Encompassed by the beauty of the night 
I hold no consternation for the dark 
as moon holds the predilections of light  
I lose all apathy towards his mark   
Accompanied by stars, in reverence I stand 
beneath the unearthliness of his gentle hand 
I hear no condemnation  from His lark.

November 19, 2018

A World View

Apathy can ease in unnoticed over time
 as the world evolves in poorly reverenced predilections
by encompassed unearthliness of the unseen and divine
 while in the shadows, hidden consternation holds restrictions
all humanity submerged beneath the loss of the wonder of creation
 to find only hate and inner self condemnation
but love is slowly rising to restore hope and godly benediction.
 



7 words
7 lines
11-16-18

A Love Triangle

A mystical  UNEARTHLINESS  of beauty..
She ENCOMPASSED a shell of hidden kernel.
Hot ice burned in lukewarm APATHY...
In REVERENCE ..was a jumbled love triangle.
There was compassion in CONDEMNATION...
There was CONSTERNATION in confession....

PREDILECTIONS tortured three minds in entangle.



 
Dated 12th November 2018
Submitted to the 7 line 7 word  contest
Sponsor Lu Loo
Rhyme pattern ABABCCB

Verisilimitude Vortex

Woven in a lava oven and driven into the pit of despondency
Where light at the end of a tunnel dims
Parents explode and implode as darkness swamps ascendancy
Leading parents to wonder if their children curse their dreams.

Challenges in meninges and syringes singe petrified parents
Whose aspirations and predictions that wayward children tear
Their world asunder in the midst of invectives, calumnies and taunts
Drive detractors to wonder why pusillanimous parents children bear.

Influenced, incensed and unbalanced in a variety of ways
Children’s personalities somersault and assault
Parents aspirations and predilections switching off rays
Teeming with hope in a satire scope to brush aside meek manners taught.

A shaft of light sometimes in parents’ shivering shrouds shines through
As parents from their uncomfortable cocoons debunk secrecy
In conversations with sent strangers to achieve a breakthrough
That restores hope, clarity and on their torture tom-tom sprinkles mercy.

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