Short Preferences Poems
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Humans are exotic choices-preferences that belong to and originate from one original source.
Humans are clone-like species of-from the original.
Form:
Give me a taste of yellow butter please.
Not that crummy oleo or margarine.
I want homemade rolls not that store bought stuff.
And beef and noodles made by my mother.
Nothing else.
There was a young fellow named Tony,
Who wouldn't eat his macaroni.
He hollered out, "Hey,
Take this slop food away.
Just bring me a stick of baloney."
Written; November 14, 2014
Peter Pan, Pippi Longstockings,
Pandora’s box, plentiful play,
Pleasantries, primary, preferences,
Perfect, personal, persnickety,
Persevere, powerful, purple,
Playful, positive P.
The knight was chivalrous, civil, courtly, courteous too
Interested ladies-in-waiting were interested in a woo.
His amorous preferences were unknown to all of them.
He had his eye on Kirk, Derek, Tom, LeRoy and Jim.
I have a favourite type of girl,
I love my ladies trim
Like Skinny Ginny
And Ultra slim Kim
I love them thin and bony
Not a hint of saggy
I like Scrawny Dawny
And Scraggy Maggie
Lovely Lean Jean
Or Slender Brenda
For the nearer the bone
Is sweetest and tender
Form:
I have a favourite type of girl,
Nothing wrong with that
I love my ladies ample
Like beautiful Fat pat
Also Porkus Dorcas
And Obese Louise,
Glandular Angela
Gives me a good squeeze
I love voluminous
I love them rounder
I love them full bodied
Because rounder is sounder
Form:
Outside
at dawn
I sipped
coffee
loving
the light
cool breeze.
Before
mid-morn
the wind
was hot.
So fast
the cool
air flees.
Though I
prefer
autumn
and spring,
there's joy
in all
seasons.
God gave
to each
unique
traits. To
praise all,
we have
reasons.
I'm Sitting Here
By Franklin Price
4/2/2019
I'm sitting here this evening
Writing this to reminisce
Dwelling on the friends I have
Whom, when gone, I will miss
It matters not your preferences
That's not what makes a friend
It's knowing that you care for me
And I for you, until the end
concepts suggest preferences
but the truth is unapologetic
manifesting within form
magnetic electricity
which we receive
with gratitude
and yet
our identity
is disconcerted
at the transmutation
and so ego creates a ripple
recognised, cajoled, sublimated
to align its stirrings with divine will
This Christmas I wish for everyone in the world to be free….
I wish them all good health, wisdom, happiness and prosperity…
Knowing no matter
our sexual preferences,
our gender,
our religion
our nationality
as life-long members of the human race
when we lift each other up
the whole world becomes a better place.
It's a broad word
Let me dive into it
It's created to be embraced
Nature at It's raw form
It's created to be enjoyable
Control is imperative
Put a lid on it
It's part of intimacy
Link that chocolate off your fingers
It's part of who you are
Acknowledgement of preferences
It's part of indulgement
Awakening of senses
What a creation
SPECULATION
preferences
in
lumiscent nuances
with
tender clarity with
of a visionary
sense of the surreal
immobile
contrasting
dimensional
apathy
an
effect well versed
&surrounded
by
elements of vitality
empirical
interpretations
with
findings silhouetted
in the
spontaneous
&emphatic
so mysterious
romanticised
&fictitious
I have a favourite type of girl,
But it’s not like I am facile
Nothing wrong with preferences
I just like my girls to be gracile
Sinuous and willowy
I don’t look for a pretty face
But they should have about them
Some elegance and grace
It takes the like of Nimble Kimble
Or the lovely Lithe Blythe
The aptly named Bendy Wendy
Or Lissom Blossom to feast my eyes
Form:
Literal poetry is my go to gal
Metaphorical poetry is impossible for me.
Metaphors do not come naturally
They are not only difficult
to understand but impossible
to write.
Literal poetry is concrete to me,
Metaphors are abstract.
The only abstracts I want
are in my artwork,
not in my poetry.
For they are not easy.
They are difficult
And I am all about easy.
I don’t have a favourite,
I love each and every one
Whether happy or sad
Cheerful or glum
I love Prayer Claire
And Lazy Daisy
Gaudy Maudie
And Crazy Maisy
I love Blue Sue
And Classy Darcy
Timid Ingrid
And Brassy Marcie
I love Shy Di
And Sullen Ellen
Beige Paige
And Barren Karen
I love Chipper Pippa
And Hairy Mary
All of them from homely
To a little bit scary
Form:
I don’t have a favourite;
I love each and every one
Whether happy or sad
Cheerful or glum
I love tarty Marti
And svelter Delta
Sloppy Poppy
And vulgar Olga
I love baddy Maddie
And angrier Andrea
Clean Jean
And fairer Farah
I love scorer Pandora
And messy Bessie
Gaudy Maudie
And sassie Cassie
I love a damp vamp
To tell the truth
Or Horny Dawny
And uncouth Ruth
Perfectly poetic is what I propose to be
Predictable perceptions for all the world to see
Posthumously parodied a name on all your lips
Profanity prolific like sailors on the ships
Premeditated problems fixed with ire and humour
Predilected preferences are true and not a rumour
Prospective prosperity in spirit not in money
Perfection personified for rhymes that can be funny
I never wear slippers,
Though most people do;
I don't feel in need of
An in-the-house shoe.
When plodding around,
My feet often go bare
Or they're covered with socks
Which, in winter, is fair.
Though slippers look cozy,
They aren't for me
And that's just the way
That I want it to be.
We each have our preferences -
Thus, I suppose,
If you happen to visit,
Expect to see toes!
God our Father, You shed your blood for all
Women, men and children. Nations, relit and culture preferences. You are our father we thank you, this workd is a fast and ever changing place.
You are our father and we thank you. Everyday you continue to do your good works and never changes, you help, you guide, you heal, you comfort, you make crooked paths straight. You are our father we thank you.
See circusy topic show start through an end
Flamboyances color by number with pen
Utensils swirl-shade as lead subjects decide
Outsparkle in arc-flash or well to subside
Resharpened perceptions concluding attend
Straight forwardly semblance curves back trope betide
Choice obvious reasons sound minded lines time
Due melioration emended pends then
Omega friends alpha preferences blend
Explosively visions seam clown shoes provide
If red is your favourite colour,
Then let there be blood in the sky,
Bleed out would I,
Just to appease your preferences,
Plant one million roses,
As the lavender decomposes,
Just to indulge your eyes.
Ruby rivers cover silver streams,
I could not comprehend even in dreams,
What I would do for that scarlet shade,
Saturating my days, it is not afraid,
To discolour my vision,
‘Twas a lie of omission,
To make you my perfect rouge.
Ideally love would have no shapes and sizes,
nor shades nor grades...yet, I do seem to have
my preferences; unable to cookie-cut all my
thoughts and feelings, despite the programming
of elevators, and the incessant jamming from
store speakers – my eyes, heart and, imagined
spirit, seeming to resist politically correct landscapes
and the soulless, mindless uncle who rules them....
Wanting free diversity
I guess I am wrong as God....
I like a pillow that is soft,
A mattress that is hard,
For people have their preferences
In soft and hard regard.
I much prefer a crusty roll
To one that’s like a puff
And vegetables, when cooked, to me
Are never hard enough.
In jewelry and music,
What I favor’s big and bold.
The delicate and silky,
Though quite lovely, leave me cold.
When contemplating hard and soft
There is so much to find
But I will leave the obvious
To picture in your mind.
I don’t have a favourite,
I love them all
Shorty and sporty
Petite and tall
Dowdy and flashy
High and mighty
Shy and vivacious
Safe and flighty
I love Juicy Lucy
Smelly Kelly,
Scraggy Maggie
And Silly Millie
I love Gay Mei
And Straight Kate
Spotty Dotty
And Plain Jane’s great
So is Jolly Molly
Clingy thingy
Obese Louise
And Skinny Ginny
I love Boozey Suzie
Sweaty Betty and all
I love them long,
I love them short, I love them tall
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