Short Prevarication Poems
Short Prevarication Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Prevarication by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Prevarication by length and keyword.
Trapped inside
his mirror
Prevarication
flows
A narcissist
parading
The emperors
— new clothes
(Flexing In Brazil: November, 2025)
The truth encompass
A university and a idea
that which should be
Suffered to the saintnesity
Of God and explicated as a
Meaningful prevarication'
Of His love
GF
Pivot
Perhaps we can
Prevent committing
Perjury if we can
Pivot away from
Prevarication long enough to
Posit the truth when
Presenting ourselves at traffic court
A beguiling cat does everything for gain.
His innocently jaded, kindly, loving, mein -
not only prevarication,
quietly raising station,
trotting up, vexingly, while xeriscaping your zone.
Lying to myself…
the truth swimming free
Escaping prevarication,
abandoning my schemes
The water got deep,
its weight dragged and pulled
Till veracity returned
—resuscitation fulfilled
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Lying to myself,
the truth broke free
Escaping prevarication
abandoning my schemes
The water got deep,
as the weight dragged and pulled
Until veracity returned
—resuscitation fulfilled
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
sometimes,
sometime soon
maybe March
perhaps June
anyways we'll see
later
whenever-
wait on
I guess
it might well be
no matter
wherever
no question
I'll think about it-
tomorrow
or
the nextday
trust me
The finest minds are clouded
Right and Wrong are in question
Complexity is prized
by those who are best in
Avoiding the consequences
of their twisted mutations
Self-proclaimed gurus declaiming
~ Truth’s naught but prevarication
At what point…
does the fiction you’ve created become true
At what point…
do old lies make more sense than new truths
At what point…
do prevarication and veracity reframe
At what point…
do they come together—their message the same
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)
Prevarication
You did not confirm,
neither, did you deny.
You avoided, shuffled, shifted ...
moving away from my question.
You are a master
of prevarication,
disinformation,
intellectual slight-of-hand.
You did not answer my question ...
but, in your silence,
you did.
Damning two lies
with only one truth
Deception remixes
like gin and vermouth
Jumping from one
as the other got hot
Port in the storm
where perdition is fraught
Grace in short order
with blessings denied
Thomas redoubting
all faith circumscribed
Prevarication
twin sister of pain
The Word caught between them
—trapped to remain
(The New Room: July, 2023)
I am safe when you are near,
like a baby nestled in
his mother's arms.
I can breathe without gasping
and speak without stammering,
my embarrassment fades
in the glow of your smile.
I need no safety net;
there is no pretense, no prevarication;
your closeness brings me
to a feeling of well-being.
Dancing with the lights low
and kissing in the rain,
holding you so tight
and hoping that you'll
never let me go
I feel complete.
I am safe when you are near,
like a baby nestled in
his mother's arms.
I can breathe without gasping
and speak without stammering,
my embarrassment fades
in the glow of your smile.
I need no safety net;
there is no pretense, no prevarication;
your closeness brings me
to a feeling of well-being.
Dancing with the lights low
and kissing in the rain,
holding you so tight
and hoping that you'll
never let me go
I feel complete.
...for Juvie
I am safe when you are near,
like a baby nestled in
his mother's arms.
I can breathe without gasping
and speak without stammering,
my embarrassment fades
in the glow of your smile.
I need no safety net.
There is no pretense,
no prevarication,
your closeness brings
a feeling of well-being.
Dancing with the lights low
and kissing in the street,
holding you so tight
and hoping that you'll
never let me go
I feel complete.
...my first poem
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I am safe when you are near,
like a baby nestled in
his mother's arms.
I can breathe without gasping
and speak without stammering,
my embarrassment fades
in the glow of your smile.
I need no safety net;
there is no pretense, no prevarication;
your closeness brings me
to a feeling of well-being.
Dancing with the lights low
and kissing in the rain,
holding you so tight
and hoping that you'll
never let me go
I feel complete.
Prevarication
There is this wall outside not a big wall
but it needs to be painted, promised to
coat it twice when it got cooler
it is colder today but it is overcast and
looks like rain, what a pity; anyway
I haven’t, got a paint roller not paint.
I’ll buy the stuff I need this afternoon
if it is not raining or too hot. I hate
painting it makes such a bloody clutter.
Anyway the wall is new, grey cement
looks quite cute, smells of freshness,
perhaps I will paint the wall come spring.