Short Irretrievable Poems

Short Irretrievable Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Irretrievable by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Irretrievable by length and keyword.


Premium Member Mindful Gesture

What seems kindness trivial
maybe for the other crucial
Let us be watchful of denial
inadvertent harm irretrievable 

24-September-2020
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Gone With the Tide

Listen to poem:
between
the then and now
an evergrowing ridge
severing
our past
gone hazy
forever
irretrievable



AP: 3rd place 2021, Honorable Mention 2021

Premium Member Mistake -

Mistake - 


Mistake
Forgivable, pardonable
Misunderstanding, malfunctioning, glitching
Ever so irretrievable
Error

2/21/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
Form: Cinquain

Poem 33 Be Mine

POEM 33 BE MINE 



BE MINE OUR LOVE IS IRREPRESSIBLE 

BE MINE THAT IRRESPONSIBLE. 

BE MINE MY HEART IS IRRETRIEVABLE. 

 BE MINE YOU ARE COMPLETELY IRRESISTABLE. 





MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS 

AUTHOR

Aftertaste

That targeted sleep will not come
at once
in the tamed night.

A shifted pain
lifts the irretrievable word
shamed at edge.

The godwings
weave the rhyme of flight
for the wedding of death.

You are born again
in sleep
for  another journey.


Satish Verma
art
Form:


Grateful To Be Alive

Who is this humbly accepting
But he whose unlikely fortune
In leaping this dangerously near
Learns of life's irretrievable fear!

Not till which jaws of an engulfing
Opened up a dying man's view
Had such for a free-aired birthright
Ever the need, breathless, to fight.
Form: Rhyme

Interludes Experimental


"Interludes Experimental" 

Written in clouds
what eyes miss
patterns repeat
in minds 
like poets speak 

fast and irretrievable
irrelevance misses
the parenthesis
buried in interludes
experimental 

in minds 
like poets speak

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)


Ludovico Einaudi
https://youtu.be/KWSmB8JyqEk

Premium Member An Easter Prayer

An Easter Prayer
(Esoteric Meaning of Christmas)

Let not the sun rise so high
that I may never again reach
its light -- 

nor set so low
that my spirit now resides
in darkness, irretrievable

but let me dwell peacefully,
balanced, in a new body of humanity,
a purified vessel, that of the risen Christ
– live outright redeemed,
one with God and His good 
angels, 
ever loving.

Premium Member Thankful For Having Grown Older

May we be blessed to acknowledge all the wonders in our life
that have, for us, thus far accrued…
and to begin each day with a word of thanks…
and thoughts of gratitude.

Today I’m thankful for having grown older
Because:
if we’re fortunate to climb the mountain of age
even though our youth is irretrievable
and we may get a little more out of breath these days
The view from here…is unbelievable.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Wisdom

Within myself, I occasionally  lose all aspects of life.
In doing so, my thoughts diverge from common
sense, to irretrievable loss as past happiness.
Definite conceptual knowledge of reality and an
obedient witness inspired by God's word;
momentous changes as I walk accord to wisdom in faith.


3/10/2019


Poetry Contest: Writing Challenge, March 2019- Inspirational Acrostic -
Sponsored by: Dear Heart
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Acrostic

Jessica Dog

They would not look at me,
Those almond eyes of sadness.
Perhaps they could not, 
Having seen the worst of man.
My heart was lost that first moment, 
With my eyes made captive,
By her grasp of perfect grace. 
Yet when I bade her come with me,
She deigned to do so,
Her every ounce a dignity.
My heart irretrievable by then,
I called her Jessica.
She calls me at her whim,
And fills my world,
Right up to the brim.
© James Rudd  Create an image from this poem.

Grief Unspoken

It was the interplay
between shadow and moon.
An encephalopathy
in ring of fire ?

The blast was the tipping
point of your identity. Now
you don’t recognize yourself
amid the books.

Grieving can start now.
Tossed from temple roof
on to mound of ash, you
stand on your grave for final count.

Again your voice will drown 
in a green pond. It was a
prelude to a voicelessness for
ever. Irretrievable was, a bird song.


Satish Verma
art
Form: ABC

Yet To Be

From a deluge to a trickle, 
from a roaring to a sigh,
time passes, irretrievable,
where did the hours fly?
I thought of kites and butterflies,
of seasons never ending,
of wishes, dreams and fantasies,
forever was I spending.

But now I treasure memories,
the pendulum has shifted,
I think of pleasures here and now,
with you I have been gifted.
Butterflies will e'er delight me,
kites will set my soul to flight,
but you have set my heart to beating,
you are now my true delight!
Form: Verse

Premium Member Gone

Another generation
Wiped off the face of the earth

With its untold stories
Buried secrets
Unreachable depths

Irretrievable treasures
Souls from the past
Shrouded in grey clouds

Dissipating in the distance
Gone in a gust of wind



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~ALWAYS WITH ME~ 2020

AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Submitted on August 30, 2017 for contest WINDS OF CHANGE sponsored by JULIE LEIGH RODEHEAVER  -  HONORABLE MENTION

PS featured in 2021

Premium Member Lingering leaves of gold frolic in the autumn wind

"Lingering leaves of gold
frolic in the autumn wind,"
Swept up by bygone breezes,
already collapsing
before they begin,
As disillusionment clouds an overtired soul—

Misplaced and irretrievable
To a society that ravenously
disembowels empathy,
Twists and mangles trust
until it becomes unrecognizably disfigured,
Leaving the carcass to be plucked by bone-thin vultures,

Fed by culture’s apathetic, parasitic narcissism,
Under the boiling, pre-winter sun.
© Sara Jama  Create an image from this poem.

Yet To Be

From a deluge to a trickle, 
from a roaring to a sigh,
time passes, irretrievable,
where did the hours fly?
I thought of kites and butterflies,
of seasons never ending,
of wishes, dreams and fantasies,
forever was I spending.

But now I treasure memories,
the pendulum has shifted,
I think of pleasures here and now,
with you I have been gifted.
Butterflies will e'er delight me,
kites will set my soul to flight,
but you have set my heart to beating,
you are now my true delight!
Form: Verse

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