Best Look Backward Poems

These are the stones
that ground nails and sharpened talons,
they have slid under mountains of ice and fire,
have been polished by the glacial dead.

The stones endure now in layers of motion and stillness,
some are wind-tools shaped by a tireless chisel,
other’s glint with a past and crushed...

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Silence, the power of noise that brings stillness to the ear
Power, the audacity of every man’s desire to manipulate
Resilience, what a way to bounce-back, the mass is always intact
Imminent, it’s here it must be, for you see it’s your plan for victory
Never, lose hope; there...

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Saying Happy Birthday to you
Really flatters you and me too

Wishing you a joyous day
Memorable… Never to fray

Do enjoy every bit of it
Until you fall in love with it
One hundred years run it
Lug your pail and go for it

Walk straight with firm faith in heart
Jesus knows...

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In the presence of all to see, her world turns
and runs red with the blood of her children:
Blood flowing like a wandering stream.

The bloated bellies of surviving youth
mock aborted pregnancies of liberty;
and her once luscious breasts now sag
in union with the sinking faces of lost...

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“Poor Silas, so concerned for other folk,
And nothing to look backward to with pride,
And nothing to look forward to with hope,
So now and never any different”.......Robert Frost
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Feeling old bones resist the labor of harvest
One last time Silas has returned, alas this time for good
To earn...

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A Look Inward

For all I ever once was
all I ever want to be,
fleeting mists singing
and rising fogs in morn
sunset views triumphant;
resting deep inside of me
shadows of a spirit 
cold and stark in reality.

R. J. Lindley,
March 11, 1976


A Look Backward

For all I ever once did
and all...

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Amid the deceit and pain of this modern era,
one will be born
who shall embody bygone times and ways;
he will want naught more than an uncomplicated life,
to do what he must and be what he can.

Always shall he look backward
to notions of the past,
like the gallantry...

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Hey boy, I’m crushing on you;
Why is that so hard to admit to?

You once said you were under my skin,
I guess it’s time to tell you I’ve fallen;

I hear your voice when I’m all alone 
2 am wanting to grab you through the phone; 

Wishing...

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Shadows in the dark are now what I see
Murky pictures of the loved ones no more with me
I stare at them with a trembling heavy heart
For we are now millions of light years apart
Shadows line up as an army of ghosts at my door
Asking me...

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The covered bridge
The lover’s refuge

When in a huge crisis
The knife cuts into slices
The birds inside the ribs

When in a deluge
All the resource to be used 
has been exhausted

Have you seen
Those birds in the cage
How sensuously
They pretend to move out 
Only to return in glee
To make...

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"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."
Quote by _Samuel Taylor Coleridge

We often say that time waits on none of us.
Getting on board life's bus is simply a must.

A most fathomless affair; this search for yesterday.

We say that time...

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More humans are needed, to have a good economy
so the powerful have seeded, that of a root, to be greeded

The greed of money, directs everyone forward
to have your taste of honey, so you don’t, look backward

Back to Mother Nature, is the only way, for our...

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Once upon a time undefined by algorithm
In your arms you had me
As we slow dance to mild blues 
Our hand and legs in a lover's tango
Like a puppet,you spun me to the rhythm
The walls echo my laughter and glee
So carefree, a heart that never felt...

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We just come here and go
And go with the time's flow! 

We only see things
And touch while going
And look back crying! 

Only new bleak hopes
Take our life forward! 
We can see false hopes
If we look backward! 

Broken strength carries endless desires
Both bright and dark
So broken...

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These are the stones
that ground dull nails and sharpened talons,
they have slid under mountains of ice and fire,
are polished by the grind of a glacial momentum.

The stones endure now as layers of motion
sealed within catchments of stillness;
some are wind-tools shaped by a tireless chisel,
other’s glint...

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