Retraces Poems - Poems about Retraces

... Back I go retracing steps. Against the tide I must tread, Following the arrows down in reverse. Each arrow head points back to moments gone, To a time before the dawn of days past. T......Read the rest...

...If you write everyday sometimes you get lucky As words come together and thoughts go away The feelings take over as silence retraces What memory has bartered —your fortune to say (The New......Read the rest...

...How long will this road grow Gliding down these asphalt ribbons Content I drift with no urgency My mind wandering where it will My feet zigzag as the wind caresses my skin I cruise safely as ......Read the rest...

...I built the Machine. So did my friends. So did my parents, and so did theirs. People I don’t know built the Machine, too. We all helped build the Machine. The Machine helps us. A line stretche......Read the rest...

...I was relaxing in my sunroom, one very peaceful afternoon, Enjoying the fables of Aesop, and all the flowers abloom. The view from the many windows, was gold sunshiny delight, With blossoms and ......Read the rest...

...Let the pin drop down the abyss of memory, where the silence retraces the past and the recollections challenge what is real. Faces, voices, scenes, places—never lost, as the mind eternalizes the......Read the rest...

...Your walk Through the wild urban path Under lampposts trees. In vain you travel questioning The meanders of your grief. The slimy paving Of a deserted gallery Echoes your steps of suffe......Read the rest...

...She longs to take possession of her heart, but she quickly forgets. He used his flattering power to gleam the pages and feast. Like the wind tossing the spider holding tight on a s......Read the rest...

...Everything off, In the darkness quiet seeps into me. My body is tired yet my mind continues. As if searching rounded corners which never end Looking for something which hides in the night. But I......Read the rest...

... As a byway ahead grows quite dim late evening ‘s radiance slowly pales away --- This fiery yet compassionate woman brushes luster into her hair and retraces the gleam of Mother M......Read the rest...

...Weekend wanderlust, backwoods trail tramping Accesorized with well-heeled, hard-soled boots Forrest frolicking, overnight camping Freefalling footsteps connect to grassroots Lost in labyrinth of ......Read the rest...

...S pring in her steps she wanders in wonder R ecoils in amazement retraces the year I gnites the haven the Persians call ‘bunder’ N o regrets but resilience beyond graffiti of fear G ive m......Read the rest...

...The small boy falls and hurts his elbow and knees, and cries quietly on the inside, because there is no one there to feel his pain, or give him comfort, for the small boy is 86 years old. His ......Read the rest...

...Jeb was a veteran of the War of all wars, When brother fought brother and families closed doors. Wounded in battle in the year of sixty-one; Four years before Gettysburg, fore' it just begun. J......Read the rest...

...Life is so tough, strong and high bag of grit and elasticity difficult to die. Staying strong even with a hit head gives it strength to spot a hidden bread. Combination of senses so p......Read the rest...