Short Retell Poems

there is a story
passed down mouth to eager mouth
ready to retell....

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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!...

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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...

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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....

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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.
...

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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....

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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....

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