Best Relevance Poems

"The Relevance of Unspoken Poetry"


These are “my people”, are they not?
I spread my wings like a Cormorant 
and went deep diving deep deep deep 
full speed, into the muck 

I came up with pearls in my beak 

These are “my people”, are they not?
I reached...

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So much money isn’t necessary, yes! It isn’t necessary
to live a life of luxury and sophistication.
Enjoying the simple things, each and every one of them
with contentment, patience and discipline
gives advancement a cameo appearance in simplicity’s show.

A fleet of cars isn’t needed, no! It isn’t needed
to...

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RETROSPECTIVE RELEVANCE

Relentless search for relevance
Reflective selective reassurance
Rationalize elective rehashing
Relentless search for relevance

Regenerating nostalgic recall
Reminiscing connective reclaim
Reconciling corrective record
Relentless search for relevance

Radical projective refusal
Reluctance infective reclusive
Regarding objective regain
Relentless search for relevance

Ramify detective recall
Reason affective release
Recover prospective radar
Relentless search for relevance





Copyright© April2013—Kim van Breda...

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There are days when I wonder why it matters
To have existed at all in this time and space.
My presence here is like a sound that clatters
Then fades to silence leaving not a trace.

Was there some point to being cast in this coil?
Was there a measurable...

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Relative Relevance

Earth dwelling in her Universal realm
Pulsating with energy in her helm.
Continual evolution in action
Elements and all life in reaction.

Relativity, energy causing an action,
Creating an equal, opposite reaction.
An ever recurring cause and affect
Incurring symmetry, ever perfect.

Since all is energy, ever in motion,
Circular in form, atomic...

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 I gather it the sparks that become the flames;
Arise above those calling me names;
 I seek no disclosures, no fortune, no fame;
Money Burns. It's on fire. It's a flame;
 I'm God's son, and I'm born;
- first again, like Popeye, I am what I am;...

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The Relevance of Last Winter
David J Walker

The acrid odor of a 
Butane fueled 
        space heater 
Seemed better 
than freezing 
In the sub-frigid air 
of a February 
        prairie 
 ...

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Not that it’s important but sorrow leads to love
The road of darkness feels soft beneath our feet
Moths circle a dim light in my heart

Her lips are wet in anticipation
Hunger consumes our skinny soul
Legs no longer needed in this room

A tree with no bark in an...

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Is it all about ennui
keeping boredom at bay
or is it recognition
to make me feel
o.k....

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We wasn't born famous.
Our identities are nameless.
No masks but we got hidden faces.
On the map but we in hidden places.

We're won over to lose.
Born to die with the sun on snooze.
We could try to conjure the moon.
Lights out, POOF! Expect the dark soon.

There's strength in...

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Cold.  Your side.
Taken, mine.

Your side content.

     Mine broken.

You are closed.

      I am tied.

I cannot save we....

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hanging tenuously from tree branch the ripe object of temptation

sunlight peeks through the hill trees signaling arrival of a new day

more a curse than a blessing, less a decision than affirmation

worn leather valise undergoes the rigors of final journey

faded granite marker put in position two...

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Albert Nolan
"Abtract Gospel"
God in
"Picture" out
current problems
shoved aside
preach good
Feel good
do apartheid

II - Part 2
In his book, God in South Africa The Challenge of the Gospel," Albert Nolan ends his work quoting passages from Isaiah that convict anyone who still has a conscience. See his words from...

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Life 
armed with the fates
   of futility
   besieges.
So be it  with the rose,
   her beauty  asway,
   pushed around
   by breezy happenchance,
powerless to stop   
   her petals
   to...

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We know not how the movement of each passing moment will shake us _ so take not those who sit in silence as malevolent indifferences_
Forgive us_  at a time of such great lost _ there are those held silently _ as souls suspended in...

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