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Introspection January Poems | Introspection Poems About January

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Details | Free verse | |

BACK AT ONE



While granules from past season’s flakes thaw the impatience of my own caprice amidst the restlessness of mid-winter, clay gathers new fragrance of tangy moss. Back at one, infant stars bequeath light upon clouds resting on a drape of reverie, the music of firstborn days stirring the wake of garnet’s ardour with time’s new dial--- a little fiery perhaps---as opposed to the acrid taste of a cycle’s old debris. My January, you cuddle the balm of my fortitude in your arms streaked with breathing hope, to nurse the fertile seeds of renewal with ovules so despicably beautiful that moonlit fireworks glaze steadily on night’s eyes, grounding my balance with acceptance that trials and love come from same flame: how this moment must be relished in praise of fresh dowry… Call me home instead and warm my skin as I roam with you, my January, fulfilling my quest’s return to a patient self... the kind which blesses fire and ice.
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Hello January Contest by nette onclaud


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If I Shall Grow Old 2K13

If these eyes shall become blinded, and if this
hair shall come to be combed thinly and grey;
No, it would not be the end of the world.
I would still see beauty therein this world through
the songs of Crickets and Feathered Songsters.
The breeze would yet whisper and trees still dance.
I would yet smell the freshly bloom of Spring.
I'd still endure Summer's sweltering heat.
I'd yet feel Autumn's leaves crunch 'neath these toes.
I'd still long to be fireside with Winter.
Disabled or not, perhaps I'd yet walk
therein wonderful imagination.
How I'd be forever young at heart!
Then just as one journey came to an end,
I'd indeed greet another with a smile.


Details | Acrostic | |

NEW YEAR'S WISHES

Never be it said that new beginnings can’t be obtained
The endless quest for happiness and futures ordained
Surely worn us all down – books scoured for inspiration
Folk Lore/Yarns embraced for our life’s path preparation
Memory, an eager companion to chastise us and torment
Time we’ve been allotted, wasted on slights to ferment
Looking to bring some relief to others in their dire need
This is what brings joy to souls rich in the art of forgiving 
Looking in the mirror, inwardly: What do we see and striving
To portray to an outside world? In ignorance, we aim to please
Others are equally busy with their lives; sense of a new lease
On Life. Each calendar marking public festive holidays to celebrate
Thus, in effect wishing our time away, wasted on endless freight
Of regrets; only to be put aside briefly during this Holy Season


SUMMERY: A message within a message (two unrhymed lines), therefore My New Year's Wishes:
1. Looking to bring some relief to others in their dire need
2. Of regrets; only to be put aside briefly during this Holy Season


BTW:  Ethiopia, Russia, Ukraine, Serbia, the Republic of Macedonia, and the Republic of Moldova celebrate Christmas on what in the Gregorian calendar is January 7


Please see the About section regarding this form of an Acrostic poem.


Details | Quatrain | |

A New Year

A New Year

Seems like just yesterday
We welcomed in last year
The days and months that followed
With others I did share.

Small steps and better days
I found throughout that time
Found what really mattered
When all was not sublime.

We took ‘one day at a time.’
With effort made a go
And yet time did go quickly
If you really want to know.

So here it is
Start of a new year
With new days
And challenges to bear.

Thankful for my health
And for my state of being
Grateful for my friends
Look forward to just seeing.

It seems as each year passes
We note things we missed before
Life has twists, turns and endings
Of that, I’m really sure.

So pop the cork!
Drink to the New Year!
Good things I wish
For all that you hold dear.



Details | Rhyme | |

Dark Of Night

                                                  Recently, I had a dream;
                                           I was in this world trying to leave.
                                                Tired of finding everything,
                                          Trying to make love without a ring.

                                           In this hotel, in the dark of night,
                                        I knew what I was doing wasn't right.
                                                  No one pulled me aside;
                                          Neither friends, nor family did try.




                                                     ©2014 Honestly JT


Details | I do not know? | |

The Sound of Distant Ankle Bells


The Sound of Distant Ankle Bells


Memories of those delicate tinkling bells,
casually fastened around calloused feet,

take hold of my waking moments,

and fling my thoughts back to a distant time,
where folk-songs were heartily sung,
joyful, yet hopelessly out of rhyme.


I barely saw her, a construction labourer perhaps,
hauling bricks, cement, anything, on a scorching Delhi day,
while in the semi-shade of a Gulmohar tree, her infant silently lay.


A cacophony of thoughts such as these swirl around,
yanking me away from the now, to my cow-dung littered childhood playground.


Now, a lifetime of displacement has hushed the jangling chorus of the past,
to a faint trickle of sounds, as distant as an ocean heard inside tiny sea-shells,

and,

I know, that the orchestral nostalgic crescendo, rises, dips, and swells,
as tantalisingly near, yet a world of time away, as were the tinkling of her ankle-bells.







Details | Free verse | |

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White flakes float from 
the white sky

and dogs are rough
housing with the kids.

I remember when Dad
confronted the neighbors

after their son had
bloodied my iced nose.

He was white with anger
and I was cold.

As I walk down the 
street to the store

the neighborhood kids 
are at it again,

living in the snow, 
building snow houses.

I remember how the cold
didn't affect my young bones,

but now I'm old, and I
am making dinner tonight.


Details | Rhyme | |

This Past Year


I think about this past year... It “came and went…” I wonder that kind of life have I really spent? It almost seems like yesterday that I was a young man… “I had the world in the palm of my hand.” I had many goals, ambitions and dreams. I wanted to enjoy life and do so many things. Looking back on time and how quickly it’s gone by. I gaze up into the beauty of the stars in the sky. As I get older and think about another “resolution.” I find myself with another problem with no “solution.” I think about a God... Who made all of this a possibility! He’s offered to me love, hope and tranquility! I’m going to make a new commitment this January 1st. No matter if things get better… Or things get worse… I’m going to give my life and family to God above. And ask him to bless our home with his mercy and love. I’m going to try to live for him the best way I know. And seek his blessings wherever I may go! I’m going to give to God a love and strong commitment. It’s only in him where I’ll find true fulfillment! There’s an important fact, I shall always remember… God is with me from January thru December! He will be there to guide each step that is taken! With him in my life… I’m never alone or forsaken! By Jim Pemberton