Short Excluding Poems
Short Excluding Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Excluding by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Excluding by length and keyword.
Too often
we measure our worth
by all we have
become...
excluding the far greater
all that we have
avoided becoming....
A bird like a pigeon or dove
will always choose food over love
They poop from their perches
On people in churches
Excluding Nun of the Above
The Republicans are all hoping
You forgot all about Trump's groping
But New York women
Are like a lemon*
Sugar daddies sweeten the coping!
*excluding Ilene, of course!
Few of us, excluding window cleaners,
And tight rope walkers,
Are not afraid of heights,
Yet we are all walking the tightrope,
That is life,
With greed on one side,
And need on the other side.
Politics
the wedge
that splits
our kinship
Trapping
what we feel
inside
our thoughts
Mutually
excluding
what fate
has destined
Zero sum
prison
allegiance
—bought
(The New Room: September, 2023)
Zillion youths x-rayed when videotape unravel
the security risk, questioning people’s obligation ,
not many leaders know juvenile involvement
hoist great fellows ,excluding dangerous criminals
being adjudged .
Howling
The wolf chants
Music, song
Victory
In the hunt
Boastfully
Claiming rights
To the kill.
I wonder
What tonight
Raccoon,fox
Mole or mouse
Did it share
Enjoy all
Or eat all
Excluding
All the rest.
Since losing weight, been reacquainted with Oscar
My long time friend, we were my offsprings authors
We joined forces, him and I
In nine months bye and bye
Out popped three boy peeps excluding daughters
The future is a mystery,
and the past has been through.
We'll soon be in the future
including me and you.
In between the past and future
There is only one present.
All can be compromised
excluding, peace and pleasance.
Form:
Then when it's time to go to sleep
Lay your head upon my chest
And listen to my breathing, deep
And strong, excluding all the rest
It's only you my heart beats for
My bluebird, you're who I adore
I love you to the nth degree
And hope that soon you'll be with me
A day is torn
Everyday
365 or 365 1/4 days in a year
Excluding a doomsday
Which is never to be found
On the calendar
And so do not take for granted
Everyday
Although it may not be a worthy day
Although it may not be a perfect day
But we pray to live
For a day of tomorrow
Difficult to see through illusion-
to what things really are:
setting aside appearance
and self (the most pervasive artist)-
our minds canvasses
already primed
to accept certain shapes and colors,
excluding what won't sell,
those things that refuse brush strokes
remain negative space
no matter how we squint and frame….
Exotic elephants excitedly
Enclose Eastern entertainers
Entering exclusive environment;
Expeditiously excluding entry
Every evening except Easter,
Exceptionally expedient exposure
Ensures elephant’s environs.
March 23, 2021
Eyes cannot see air—
yet, it is a breathing reality;
known by effect, long before
the science.
A molecule...an atom…
“Thought!”--a precipice for science;
a cliff when stepped off--
their methods excluding
electrons with feelings,
motion(before apparent
particles and waves)...
unwilling to contemplate
existence of a soul
as man’s Spirit-organ.
Love,
Universal force
Emanated by God’s holy will
That unifies all parts of the created cosmos
Into a harmonious wholeness
Excluding thus
Hate!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
14 September 2015
The world will not change for the better until the so called lowlife is listened to and respected just as much as anyone else. It also also seems that the contemporary Westerner, not excluding any gender, is too rigid and too frigid. No if, ands, and definitely, no butts about it. this means you too ladies. I'm all for human rights and women's rights but not for petty little human fights. That's all!
The sun rose in the sky.
Day temperature was rising.
All noise stopped.
The wind started to stop.
The intensity of the sun spread around.
The streets were empty.
The leaves of some trees were shaking.
Excluding warm air from the south .
The sun was burning in his heart.
Body almost burnt The river pond was drying up.
The day was hot All the animals returned home.
Morning passed and noon came.
A public swimming pool is closed
Some hours every week
Allowing pious women in
With men denied a peek.
Religions are entitled to
Whatever rules they choose
But not when their conditions
Cause some other groups to lose.
A swimming pool that’s public
Means it’s open to us all.
Excluding certain people
Violates the protocol.
For those who’ll only swim
When in a modest no-man zone,
The answer is to build a private
Pool club of their own.
That yesterday's engrossing note
whereas had done, somehow had wrote
that lengthening my own by thought
God's speaking as by sunlight caught!
A glimpse unfounded as I walk,
the constant image of thy balk
expecting naught, excluding ought
but some ingesting of trails sought!
Do heighten, hold with savor caught,
like morrow's springing, taut by taught!
Oh God, with wisdom, finish fought
like prophecy in witnessed loft ~
does raise the spirit . . . to selfless wrought!
The words, “I love you.”
Should not be lark song loud
Nor zephyr light sighing
Nor dancing like a mountain stream.
Neither should they be hammer anvil proud
Nor furnace flame flying
Nor rending the night like a lightning storm
The words, “I love you”
Should be boulder smooth and reassuring
Baked by an Aegean sun
Warm, solid, time-enduring
Bearing all, excluding none,
Gain and loss; pain and pleasure
All bound therein in equal measure.
© Barry Freeman – 11th March 1999
Loss, like love, is a state of being
It can’t be explained , it has no meaning
It will fill your world, excluding the rest
It will last for ever, it can’t be suppressed.
But if you have loss you’ve also had love
That is the miracle sent from above
For life, without either, is shallow indeed
Their lack creates a soul in need.
So carry on living, loving and losing
Carry on working, laughing and boozing
Life’s too short to mourn and despair
While love and loss are everywhere.
Loss, like love, is a state of being
It can’t be explained , it has no meaning
It will fill your world, excluding the rest
It will last for ever, it can’t be suppressed.
But if you have loss you’ve also had love
That is the miracle sent from above
For life, without either, is shallow indeed
Their lack creates a soul in need.
So carry on living, loving and losing
Carry on working, laughing and boozing
Life’s too short to mourn and despair
While love and loss are everywhere.