Best Retrospective Poems

I could have held you and kept you from falling
I could have been by your side
We had it all, but it wasn't enough
I could have swallowed my pride

There was so much I could have done
There were so many signs
I never took the time to know...

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Emotion & feelings,active, no
longer passing fads of intervening years.
A latter day passion,now fading from
view along a different path I now stride.
Hastened by love,poignant,as a moth
to a flame to paraphrase a truth.Willing
to take a risk,each aspect leaves its mark
as sunlight upon the mundane.

phrasis from my 2007-9...

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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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So little done,the pathos of things,
this nearly man caught in ignorance
on a lonely path where tempo treads
softly,alone.A  time out for heartache,
primeval  feelings sitting on a volcano
in a bleak mid winter.Living for today
one thing leads to another..out of the blue.
A watershed..to catch this miracle,...

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Opening my eyes,I dream on..
a beacon of colour,a blaze of words,
flying high from a higher radiance
in light&space,a passionate silence
where reality shows.Simple as
breathing,beyond  the material,
and words in season hidden from
view,under the surface,persistent
thoughts,infectious multiplicity as
the glitter of dew.Common place
just words in harmony on a 
shifting springboard,butterfly
moments...

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Humble stirrings of our spheres,
flowers of inner feelings in a retrospective
of words,made now,for the
moment.From heart to pen,
to heart.Inner & outer thoughts
this capacity to evoke,soul to soul.
Roses from the flush of youth,petal
by petal the unconscious to impart.
Moving images of the intellect,
intangible yet speechless,felt &
seen,said sounds to...

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A visit with my oldest friends
the ones who know me best
A quiet evening
recalling our life together

Our twenties -
A quest to define who we are
Searching for our purpose and place 
Hoping to make a difference

In our thirties
Struggling to not lose who we are
Accepting new roles of...

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Sparks fly from water.
This cauldron boils forever!
Fire, water does mix.


For "guiding light" contest...

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simultaneous                                            ...

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upon contemplating how to access 
   a lapsed half century woolworth 
   didst weigh more'n five and dime 
   afore i hove up existential ante
bell and clapper journeys 
   truncated, predicated, conjugated 
   on abundant...

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Retrospective 
By Laura Dee Battle
January 14, 2015

Looking back at the Crimson shades of hell
The days where I couldn't bear to face my own reality
Showroom shines of smiles concealing secrets I would never tell
Not that I could tell them about the catastrophes I couldn't see

I had...

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All day, upon the bench she sat
a winter face, neath summer hat;
beneath, the source of her complaint
a scribbled sign; beware - wet paint....

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beef ribs, baked beans, and baby croissants drenched in butter
skewered shrimp, corn on the cob, and a loaded baked potato drenched in butter
baked chicken, bacon shells and cheese, and a taco salad with a dollop of sour cream
for dessert, two scoops of pecan praline ice...

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COMMONPLACE PHRASIS IX
Everything in its season,concentrated
and alive stray objects ripple across
the view and solitary imagination
is its scale.Recollections of things
past,so apposite for self-expression
sieved to retain the essentials.
Exaggeration modified,ignorance
contemplated and constrained.
Atmospheres of yesterday translated
loom & sound so, unique as a 
snowflake to speak to the ear.
Our inner...

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COMMONPLACE VIII
Liberty,the poet’s pride where
inspiration flies free in light
&space.Concentrated & alive
this friend within,distilling hidden
essence ,the unstated enigma,an
overtone without words,flooding out
as yesterday’s rain,pure poetrt in
still life.From a passionate silence
touching the void within,wirds just 
flow from infinite imagination,oozes
&permeats beyond poetry,beyond
language,this novelette of structured
prose of yesterday’s buried in...

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