Short Preferring Poems

The feature this month is swimwear,
An answer to many a prayer:
Men shell out good loot
To eye a swimsuit,
Preferring the babe was all bare....

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the man with a crown on his head
has likely to spend time in bed
the Queen, misbehaving
the cause of much raving
preferring most couches instead....

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Li Po, the Wanderer
Was appointed Court Poet
Yet left again in haste,
Preferring the bright noise of a waterfall
To the white noise of courtesans and kings....

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An illustrator was one John Sloan
as  cartoonist would never moan
Opposed to art used for proporganda
preferring social scenes comme ci comme ca*

*McSoneys Bar...

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"All that is necessary is to turn back to our heart"/ 

preferring His Love (to distraction)/ 

is a habit that's smart 



[my poem based on CCC 2729 + 2565]...

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Thing-a-ma-gigs seldom wear underwear
Preferring bare skin to breeze in the air
With satisfaction
Hope for a reaction
Frankly you squirrels, most of us do not care....

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Of Trump Washed Hands

Of Trump, we had washed both hands,
After hearing him and all his demands;
Presume maniac,
Preferring  panic;
Should see golden shower on the sand.

Jim Horn...

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I'm preferring a tea and coffee over any whiskey,
But the tea need to be brewed, and I am very frisky,
And whiskey is at hand, to close to my wrist,
Such strong temptation, that I couldn't resist!...

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the drone of gossip fills the lunchroom
maniacal laughter bursts occasionally
I eat alone on the other side of the wall
preferring to do anything else
writing poetry, drawing cartoons, loving being me....

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My parents thought giving me too many chances would be a mistake,
When so much was at stake,
Preferring to leave me in no doubt about the choices I needed to make,
Starting with what was on my dinner plate....

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Out of the gates, the others raced
She did not, preferring to trot
The others scoffed, they were cruel
Not put off, she used it as fuel
For the others, it was now or never
For her, it was how, and forever...

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Are our canine friends hiding this amazing fact
They are very human-like trapped in a furry wrap
They chuckle under their breath
Preferring to wear a dress
Don't want to blow it, so on the lawn they still crap...

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So many have to’s.
I have done the minimum.
Preferring my day.
To keep as my own.
Holding on to integrity.
Tomorrow may be my last.
I might not even last the night.
I congratulate myself
Wasting no time
On things I despise....

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orange comes and gets me
excitedly showing me yellow
I smile at his enthusiasm.

Yellow winks, delighting pink
who give me a bit of love
Plaid walks by and tries to horn in

But we are all about the sixties
So we chase plaid off
preferring floral.
Join us....

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is that a jackaroo or a jillaroo?
I am annoyed, preferring to be called ringer.
have spent the day with a green one.
decide to escape, take a walk by the sea.

broncoing has worn me out.
1080 irritates me.
I finally revitalize, feeling replenished.
thanks to the glorious sky....

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the day before her wedding
Pandora found her mother’s loony box
there were journals about her bi-polar condition
and her suicide plans.
We were glad she kept it silently locked
did not read it on that day
or any other day,
preferring to burn it unopened
after she had been married for fifty-six years....

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In my
Visionary realm I find,
Rhythmic thoughts,
Bouncing inside my head.
I must choose to release, or refrain,
For each is lusting to be heard.

Tediously,
I've left behind,
Those most unsought.
Whilst preferring instead,
in un-swept neural pathways they remain,
As minuscule thoughts, not words.
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We used to play truth or dare
behind Saint Johns church,
with the dirty girls a few blocks over.
Most of the time we chose dare
because we were ready to feel fire.
In that darkened parking lot,
we ignored God and Saint John
they in turn understood young lust
because never once did they stop us
perhaps preferring to hover and watch-...

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The wind hears many secrets
As he blows at his election.
Only a hearer at best –
He mulls them over and again
But doesn’t repeat or think aloud
For there are too many to recount.

The wind also has many lovers –
Appreciating the trees –
Caressing the flowers
And cooling warm cheeks
But preferring to roam –
Blows away to a place unknown....

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To this very day
I feel much like I don't have much to say
preferring to hide
and I often am told
that I don't smile

I just seem to fade into the background
and come out maybe once in awhile
to check out how things are
any changes I should be aware of...

it's so much safer locked here inside of me
where I feel grounded with equanimity....

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Decision-making often is quite daunting.
Uncertainty pervades my thoughts this morning.
Two worthy causes prove persistent—haunting
my fevered mind. The one will I be scorning,
for now, is housework. Rhymes, I will be penning.
Preferring words to cleansers is not sinning!



April 28, 2023

May 1, 2023,  placed 8th in Brian Strands contest 1212...

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Some people always have false impressions
In their intricately folded, convoluted brains
Associating Kindness with Weakness;
Thinking of Straightforwardness as of Stupidity
Making it form of mental sickness of the mind;
Not appreciating or comprehending either.
Instead, preferring Callousness to Others 
Sprinkled with Mindless Lies - to top it all off....

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He told his folks his plans
Knowing they would always love him
Trusting them

But they threw him out
Turned on him 
He had to live with strangers

They had their rules, their regs
Their fundamental religion 
That no longer encouraged them to love their only child

He never recovered
And they never opened their hearts
Preferring dogma over their son’s feelings and their own....

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I felt the first raindrop across my cheek
I turned into you for shelter
Preferring to not to become wet, and exposed
wherein that chill may set
I do not want to face death

When you are gone and the raindrops fall 
I try to keep myself busy inside
Sheltered from the chilling wet
Busy inside, where still lives those who died
All sheltered, for a moment, 
where no raindrops are cried....

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It’s easy to stick to what you know
And go to where you always go
Without those question marks, although
Your world stays rather small.

Yet many are content that way,
Preferring life to always stay
Familiar to them; who’s to say
They’ve made a lesser call?

For as I age, I like that more
But still, I clamor to explore
The lands that wait beyond my door;
There’s no right way for all....

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