Retreating Poems - Poems about Retreating

Whispers from the depths embrace my soul like a sea retreating in secrecy, I feel that the end is just a threshold to other worlds where dreams unravel, My world shatters into shards of stars, into the dust of time that floats gently, But an inner voice sings to me that I am sculpted from the stone of...

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Imagine an alternate universe, one born in the reverse rhythm of our own Big Bang. In this cosmos, the arrow of time flows backward, not as a regression but as an elegant symmetry, a dance of retreating possibilities. Galaxies do not expand into the void but instead coalesce, condensing into radiant singularities, the luminous echoes of futures...

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The beach opens her arms, but the ocean retreats...

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how absurd…an owl, wearing a night cap…the fowl an audience howl owl downs his liquor his entertainment slicker audience snicker in midst, a jeerer a foul audience nearer here comes the sheerer this owl on huge bough seriously satisfied resting one big eye trees have been silenced feathers like Autumn leaves float owl is on retreat owl dreams as bough shakes he’s trying out sick routine laughing to himself ...

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Fading shadows silent flee.' Fluttering wings and bird calls Clear ringing around.. Sunlight feeds dawntime lapping Water babbles its sound..Its firm the earth; under a mossy Down, a fish jumps skyward, splashes surround ' i cast a The twine; the float bobs steady all is fine, puffy white Clouds on high.' flags are nodding royal lbue and gold Distant...

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The old clogs Retreating From outdoor To be worn Only In a bathroom Make a loud nouse As though crying At the shoes' revolution Of the young generation Sometimes a clumsy old man resembles The old clogs Grumbling loudly and helplessly At the young generation For any differences In life style or ideology...

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Daylight's in retreat All the stars are coming out Here comes the night time. ...

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Dreams Dancing A Dance Into Retreating Time I hasten to see worrying worries flown In abyss of chastening chastened fires, For decades she held tight, loving love, her own, Soft melody, with noted notes that inspire, Fallen spirit given grasping grasps at hope, Dreams dancing a dance into retreating Time, Resplendent ardor, its aching aches a rope, Wrapping blessed blessings true, sweet and...

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