Short Preterition Poems

Pearly gates god waits
Sara, all that booze and men 
you cannot come in 



comp entry 08042016...

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The mate of my soul 
has passed me by.
Ships in the night.
Out of my sight.

I thought it was you.
My love at eighteen.
Destiny decreed
you become a has been.

I have been omitted
from that lucky queue.
Overlooked, yet hopeful
to one day find you....

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Why me?
The news will tell.
While shopping at the mall,
An innocent bag untended - 
Why waste a call or raise a false alarm
For that which might or might not be?
Left in unholy haste.
Preterition.
Not me!


09 Apr 2016

Member contest "Preiteration"
 1. the act of passing over or omitting...

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He wanted my number and name.

I saw on his finger a ring.

I wouldn’t be playing his game.

He wanted my number and name.

I said to him (when the drinks came)

I wasn’t the type for a fling.

He wanted my number and name.

I saw on his finger a ring!


Written May 14, 2016
For the Preterition Contest of Sara Kendrick...

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Free Love’s Preterition

We will never speak of it again.
It was long ago - a longing -
lost amid the tie-dyed past,
buried in the endless babbling
of a future.

We will never look again.
Yellowed Kodak lies
staring back,
looking
into that future.

We will never listen
to the emptiness of
unspoken dreams
again.


4/4/2016...

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I'm just an old country boy
City life's not for me
In the country I felt free
This city life is chokin me

I got my clothes packed in a matchbox
A pocket full of affairs 
My thumb up in the air
And I'm country bound, I swear

Had to hobo me a train
This boy was country bound
Far from that city crowd
Back to my old hometown



   an original poem by Daniel Turner...

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whoever helps me 
                               no need to mention their names
                                     owe and bow to them 

                                         if in any case 
                               though they misunderstand me 
                                        i do never mind  




                             Preterition contest : Sara Kendrick...

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Preterition Swears on the Bible

                                   with all due respect
                                I was home watching tv
                                  your noble honor ~

                                 it was half-past nine
                               the only reason I know
                                  O.J. was winning ~






               ~jill~...

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God's tears weep for a lost man keep;
God's tears weep for a lost man.
Lost or stolen; trodden or forbidden
The brazen altar man
A hill walked as ribbons of flesh hung man
Beyond a country far
Scopes at burning desire man on our journey
Fallen upon man yet bright morning star
A foot brings victory to you man
Gods tears weep for a lost man
Lost or stolen; trodden or forbidden
The brazen altar man...

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I entered the poetry contest
with a poem of which I was proud.
I had read the rules so carefully
to be certain of what was allowed.

I took my time and edited
the grammar, the flow, and the rhyme.
I checked how fast it was filling,
entering it in plenty of time.

Some of the entered poems I found
and continued to hold up my head,
thinking my poem was just as good
as any of those I had read.

On winner's list, didn't see my name.
Judge had passed by, my poem to fame.

4/10/16...

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