Short Retell Poems
Short Retell Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Retell by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Retell by length and keyword.
BRITAIN'S DIVORCE
Brexit?
Well exit!
Don’t bisect,
And dissect it!
Don’t retell and retell it,
As we kind of expect it!
Are you trying to perhaps
Protect it?
Please make a decision,
So we can respect it!
insane
refrain
replete
repeat
resend
no end
again
amen
reink
don’t blink
retell
soft sell
insane
refrain
replete
repeat
resend
no end
again
amen
reink
don’t blink
retell
soft sell
3/3/2018
Flat on a slab
The coroner pauses
To cut the flab
To find death's causes
Born to live
Mature and die
Our tale to give
Tell the truth, don't lie
Did virtue grow?
Compassion as well?
Did forbearance flow?
As of trials, we retell
T'is well they say
As entropy prevails
Reformed if you may
A new life in your sails
I invite all human kind
to shun Trumpeting Towers
because they are irrelevant
to all MeWe things therapeutic
And because
my depressing blues songs
and green signs
tell
and retell
ultra-nonviolet me
we don't feed narcissistic
angry red
rabidly stampeding
ballistic elephants
Cuz it's not healthy
nor resiliently wealthy,
compassionately unwise.
SPOKEN MOMENT
Thanks for your stories, my dearest
They are precious richest,
Resources of present pain
But tomorrow’s gain.
I cannot afford but yen
Upon to retell them
When your heart rates
Matches mines
As we breathe alive
With rhythm of sea awaken
In a recounting imagination
Of fair journeys
And calendared miseries
From daily bread
To ever said.
The spattered recipes come out,
Ingredients procured.
The kitchen timer ticks away,
So I am reassured.
We slice and blend and chop and mix
And wait for pots to boil,
While using all the eggs on hand
As well as all the oil.
There’s so much prep for just one meal
But every year’s the same
And any dish forgotten
We’d consider such a shame.
Tomorrow we will gather
And retell the ancient tale
Then the fruits of all our labor
We’ll be happy to unveil.
That song sounds so good,
Go back to the beginning,
Reminisce moments of childhood
All while rhythymically dancing.
That story sounds so good,
Go back to the beginning,
Retell how you done all you could
All while laughing while crying.
That speech sounds so good,
Go back to the beginning,
Reenact every word you should
All while proudly standing.
That story sounded so good,
Go back to the beginning,
Recollect all the ways you would
Once again relive everything.
Old wooden pepper grinder’s
thinking of the past.
Dreaming ‘bout its days of glory,
now collecting dust.
It’s got stories, it’s got wisdom
but no one’s there to listen.
It’s feeling rusty, useless and lonely
somewhere in the kitchen.
Wanting to retell old anecdotes,
just to be taken into warm hands.
Instead Alzheimer’ s at the door,
saying he wants to be friends.
Old wooden pepper grinder’s
thinking of the past.
Praying to be used again
before the journey’s end.