Short Retold Poems

Wise Eden retold
Come, pay homage to old age
To recompense gold....

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

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Legends of the grove,
Retold by the howling winds:
Harsh Winter stories....

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Alma mater get together,
same stories,each retold-
little boys,grown old...

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eyes meet and recognition greets-
          
retold,again, the novel unfolds...

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A history buried,
uncovered gold

Each memory mined
—and then retold

(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)...

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A sad case, simply,
    is to be retold dimly …
  we must ever exalt last
  the sorrows of the past!...

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Modern thought…
a footnote to Plato

Enshrined in our memory
—recalled and retold

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)...

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earl grey leaves are fragrant bold

bergamot tales past retold

in ceramic gleams

such recurring dreams

turning silver into gold.
...

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My currency, my letters,
  my legacy, their toll

Inscribed within the moment
 —perpetually retold

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)...

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I collect 
Something when we meet,
Knowing that these memories 
Will fade
As so many already have.

Sometimes, 
Fragile
Delicate.
Others,
Stories told
And retold.

But always questions....

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Judy Garland and Toto were a magically duo
A ninety thirties magical tale Land of Oz thereunto
Was four-years-old
A magical tale retold
My sister took me, there were stars in my proscuitto...

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I gave so much to lose touch
with all the cares in my world
i bled so long to see you gone
to become my story to be retold
but standing here in yesteryear
upon the familiar shore
you still care to ask me there
bleed for me once more...

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As they lowered the casket into that grave they all retold stories of the mighty and brave. 
Upon his chest adorn the bronze of twenty men that still live on. Thanks to the bravery of a 
single man our flag still fly's and lady liberty still stands....

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Seven/seven, my birthday,
my family will fete me.
No need for costly gifts,
they bring loving hearts.

Memories will be renewed,
many old stories retold.
Praises will be heaped on me,
their love, all I need.


6/21/14  Written for "A Positive Contest"...

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Remember me...

In years to come when you are old
laugh at my stories that are retold.
To our children, sat upon your knee
Once or twice

Remember me....
When the world is full of fun
at the setting of the sun. 
In our love nest that we
once shared.
 Remember me.......

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You can’t catch up to history
its ship no longer sails
Each chapter prisoned by the wind
times trilogy airmailed

To search within your destiny
the moments turn to gold
Where bookends fall and freedom reigns
—beyond the past retold

(Dreamsleep: December, 2022)...

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In the heat of the action
   shots ringing out
When the battle is pitched
   'midst cries and shouts

As history's made
   and heroes emerge
Retreats and advances
   tides turn and surge

Now's no time for fleeting
   thoughts' introspection ~ 
The story retold
   enriches reflection...

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BREVITY – the soul of wit

One was red, one was blue
the pair - a sneaker and a shoe
so he laughed as he retold
the story given him by mother
that his brother wore the other.


John G. Lawless
7/7/2015

submitted to – Brevity – The Short Of It – poetry contest
sponsor – Casarah Nance...

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Insane
I turn around
an amputee

to live, for not living
fighting the inner war
speared,
lacerated,
like neanderthal in cave

my weapon
the serrated moon
cried in fluted dark

a glimpse of bare bones
the ash of a bleeding dawn
my shuttered courage
in urn
there was only one evening



SATISH VERMA...

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Insane
I turn around
an amputee

to live, for not living
fighting the inner war
speared,
lacerated,
like neanderthal in cave

my weapon
the serrated moon
cried in fluted dark

a glimpse of bare bones
the ash of a bleeding dawn
my shuttered courage
in urn
there was only one evening



SATISH VERMA...

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Fade away, oh tempests of thought 
How shallow is the content you hold
We strain under weight of your refrain
And tire of nebulous concepts retold

If you would be our friend, then ascend
Reflecting light, radiating bliss delight
To which end, in the cave of heart bend
Beholding God in all, with spherical sight...

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The stories have been told
 Of the days of old.
Some are about a holiday.
 Others are to scary to say.
Books of stories are sold
 While few can't be retold.
Past stories of yesterday
 Are shown as a play.
Many come from men so bold
 In quests of honor to uphold.
Fade in time some may.
 Although in our hearts some stay....

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True love is like gold,
its value rises as it grows old
but can't be bought and can't be sold,
it warms the heart when it is cold,
it conquers all the mold,
it is faithful though it's bold,
it thrives as it was foretold, 
its greatness is always retold. 

October 3, 2022 

Single Stanza Monorhyme Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: L MILTON HANKINS...

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Sodom and Gomorrah
their tale retold
Ignoring scripture
the world grown cold
Semitic factions
that seek and kill
Their hate on fire
their rage instills

Sodom and Gomorrah
two faiths subscribe
The Quran and Bible
their fate describes
Brother kills brother
the hour late
“Vengeance Is Mine”
—damnations fate

(The New Room: November, 2023)...

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