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Introspection Retirement Poems

These Introspection Retirement poems are examples of Retirement poems about Introspection. These are the best examples of Retirement Introspection poems written by international poets.


Premium Member Judge and Jury
life has somewhat
calmed down now that
I’ve bowed out from the rat race 
and officially finally retired

I’ve learned to disentangle myself
from the merciless mundane madness
I don’t...

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Categories: retirement, age, integrity, introspection, life,



As Long As the Sun Shines
As Long as the Sun Shines

In truth, this retirement game is not all it seemed
When, at most, I’ve achieved just a few of my dreams
And...

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Categories: retirement, feelings, happiness, hope, introspection,

Premium Member The Squeal
Standing on the crest of my life
Reached with punch and some fire
Wonder I still, what the squeal 
Of the gate closing be like
Carrying as it...

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Categories: retirement, emotions, introspection, loneliness, nostalgia,

Premium Member Let Me Have This Day
Ninety years already, life continues to amaze
Respecting elders - meaningful, polite phrase
Spent too much time living in a daze
Now I'm learning to maximize my days

Stifle...

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© Greg Gaul  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: retirement, age, appreciation, care, feelings,

Premium Member From Now On - Reflection On Retirement
From now on 
Mornings will never be the same

How fortunate I feel
Can’t take it for granted
Everyday I am thankful
Not rich but enough to get by

Free...

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Categories: retirement, change, future, hope, inspiration,



Invest First
Invest First,
Spend Next.
A Simple Habit,
That will Make You
Wealthiest...

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Categories: introspection, retirement,

Who Is That Man In the Mirror
Who is that man staring back at me in the mirror?
I keep looking and searching, analyzing that mans
reflection, and he keeps doing the same thing.

Who...

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Categories: retirement, emotions, introspection, longing, old,

Oh, What Am I Going To Do , Today
Oh, what am I going to do, today?
I've got so much time on my hands that I
Will simply go mad if I don't find a...

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Categories: retirement, anxiety, confusion, depression, introspection,

So Words Become
So words become; the order of the day
and order of the day becomes
the soldiered meaning of all work and play,
the ever present, beating drums.

Then words...

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© Tom Hitt  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: retirement, allegory, allusion, death, introspection,

On a Runaway Train
Written January 8, 2013


The morning blues in a lily on the pond
Wake on the wrong side of the road
Penniless pockets play the vagabond game
Ride the...

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Categories: retirement, adventure, america, beautiful, introspection,

The Beach of Promises
The Beach of Promises


1.


Fingers entwined, barely touching,
turquoise waters teasing your dancing toes,

strolling along that serene deserted beach,
our promised dreams within aching reach.


2.


Hands clasped, holding on,
sea-breezes...

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Categories: retirement, allegory, art, beach, beautiful,

Reflections: Midlife Crisis
P     aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A     cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful...

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© Dan Keir  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: retirement, adventure, angst, autumn, business,

Solitude: To Yoda, An Ode
Green bark a prism creates,
Feel the pull of earth, you must.

Rotates, a slime of endless hates,
Can hold me not, this world’s crust.

Friendship’s ties, isolation Deflates,
Succumbs,...

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© Dan Keir  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: retirement, adventure, angst, confusion, dark,

Generic Minds
generic minds listen to generic music
have generic thoughts that are unknowingly abusive
watch generic things talk about generic things
gee this generic *****is spreading like a disease
better...

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Categories: retirement, dedication, devotion, dream, freedom,

Retirement
Geriatrics plays 
this Puzzle now. 

I dance, but stumble
into a waxed window
without anything but
nakedness. 

Coarse is your
tongue
and dry are my 
interests in you. 

Once an...

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Categories: retirement, angst, introspection,


Book: Shattered Sighs