Best Retreat Poems

RETREAT TO HEED OUR HONEST DEEDS

Two old oak trees weathered by winds and rain
with fallen leaves, branches and toughened bark
to shield a core of grandeur, and sustain
the wisdom borne to see the light from dark.
Two noble men aware of twilight time
both face evil world with...

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Hear the sounds of Winter's retreat
trickling away beneath your feet,
gushing into a swollen creek;
while surging waters swiftly peak.
Feel thawing ice packs crack and break
as they shiver, quiver, and quake.
Watch cascading waves wash ashore
as time and tide play tug-of-war.
Taste the sweetness of April rain,
diluting Winter's withered...

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Plato's Retreat

I want to be just like Socrates,
Grow a long beard and do as I please.
And be asking you allot of questions . . . .

For a Living.

I want to be just like Socrates
And not know for sure
If I'm real merely some altar in Plato's...

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Here I am in the land of the endless sun, 
A tropical paradise that compares to none, 
From the frolicking surf to the ancient trails, 
This land's full of many sacred tales. 

But the story I love best, 
Is the one that isn't told with...

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Played The Safe Notes In My Lone Retreat

That fear was always darkness in disguise
A high cliff, a frail rope and my hanging.
Inspired hope not enough, word to the wise
Fear is darkness and roaring loud banging.

I played the safe notes in my lone retreat
Seeking warm meals...

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Cast to the side sitting out this ride
the clocks move forward with speed
but I'm left to need   to breathe 

Iced down bubbled up feelings enraged
stolen moments caught  lives rearranged
things never to remain the same

Living on a borrowed dime rolling dice
coming up snake...

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I am not forgotten in the forests of so little light
I am lost in dark mists, troubled with fright
Embedded in life and love, the joyless pain
As nightly shadows hide my heart's refrain
I hide

I struggle to follow each elusive map
Finding my way I ponder the missing...

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Midnight lavender echoes whisper,
As the song of the rooster fades.
Mauve tackles the sky with a blush,
Curly coral clouds are dressed in buffed bronze shades.

Ebony snoozes in the round,
As the moon takes center stage.
Stars twinkle as diamonds in the sky,
And the night is peaceful page.

In the...

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When troubles and turmoil lay their grip on me,
Solace is found in a simpler time and place.  
In my mind or person, it is where I flee;
Recalling Grandpa’s tractor and Grandma’s face.
Across spring-fed brook, past a massive oak tree; 
Tall pines encircle and hide...

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A canopy of grandfather oak branches and green leaves
sways between your brilliant Sun and I, 
It’s tattered, blanket of shade moving on your grass,
so inviting .. I just can’t pass it by.

I’m busy with much ado about nothing really,
Can we just talk here for a...

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Vibrations awaken
the still night air,
unsettling the
sanded

Footprints..

At our steps, 
one last clinging
before I let go,
of the skies

That stretch,  across
our hidden place,
Like ghosts of
remnants

We bathe, in
phosphate
covered sheets

Bare..

Shivers escaping
through cascades
of hair, he strokes
the frail of my skin

like butter I twist,
I'm impaled,
so I inhale
him....

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Wait for Sun’s white light…
Cuddle me throughout the night
Monsters run with fright

By Robb A. Kopp...

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Let's retreat where secrets are protected by trust 

Let's retreat where dystopia and utopia are no longer envying enemies

Let's retreat where there no venom is found in the fangs of the serpent 

Let's retreat where the foundation of our souls don't look like the surface...

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So Fleet, The Monster's Retreat


It manifested a dark form surprising
great fear in my heart thus rising
Resting against the mirror stand
ghastly in color, with deformed hand
Something bad did then seem amiss
this creature strayed from the abyss
Invading my secluded and small room
reeking of vilest stench and doom
I...

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Bucolic scene in pleasant glade,
cool stream, tall trees I've come to see.
Delightful sounds, soul's serenade,
elating scene makes tiredness flee,
renews my joy and sets me free.


Date: September 29, 2019
Contest Title: Brevity Poetry Contest, No More Than Six Lines    Placed 1st
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger


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