Short Retrospect Poems
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My childhood was difficult but happy
For there was enough grass
To cover the rocks
And the butterflies always came out
After the rain.
Some say the first lady's a looker
Trumped up by funds that bank book her
Just there for effect
She is a sex object
In retrospect she's a hooker
The smartphones we’ve all come to use
Have features too good to refuse,
Like autocorrect—
Though, in retrospect,
This blasting is also a cruise.
In retrospect, I wish I could take back every single regrettable sin!!
But the Sin-Take-Away-er, the Lamb, forgives so I may begin again.
(John 1:29)
Was there ever a ‘simpler time?’
I will bet you one whole dime
It only seems so in retrospect ~
when we select what to resurrect
Oh once again
I stood alone-
In retrospect,
a moment forgotten,
a sleepless night.
In prospect ,
mortality or imortality..
I whispered a prayer
to my soul.
Writing right is less redundant than righting writes..
But in retrospect…
rewriting writes is relevant to writing right.
Inspired by Caroline Cecile D's comment on writing.
20 Oct 2014 8:40 PM
Amber
bright
colorful
days
every
fall
go
home
I
just
keep
loving
more
No
other
place
quite
rare
so
timeless
Under
velvet
waves
XLVIII
years
zapped
big ballons are afraid most from the small needles
a nail destroy a wall
willingly go longer fears the
evokes the nightmares of the sweetest sleep
something not seen in retrospect to see the fog
Walk upon the water
Walk upon the glass
Running to tomorrow
Running from our past
Doesn’t matter where we are
Blink and it will pass
Funny how in retrospect
It happens oh so fast
Form:
In retrospect…
The woman most perfect
Would be a lady filled with
Many flaws and imperfections
Impurities and a few…
Insecurities
So together each
We could reach
Into God’s majesties and maturities
CONTEMPORARY
in
a province
of the genteel
aesthetically
pleasing
ilustrated
etchings
linear
meticulous
ccoladss
possessed
disciplined
abstractionsa
of reality
in
curious
retrospect
Oh once again
I stood alone-
In retrospect,
a moment forgotten,
a sleepless night.
In prospect ,
mortality or imortality..
I whispered a prayer
to my soul.
Inspired by the poetry of John Magee
Close to the Pre-Raphael sect
All proposals to wed,she did reject;
Her fame excels in retrospect-
A spinster,quiet,pious and chaste
Such talents were,not left to waste.
Tribute to Christina Rossetti
a small cloud passed white
against a dark blue sky
curved, for eyes like mine,
remembering eyes like yours.
a small cloud igniting
another heart
to burn along its way
that was my yesterday.
Love is heart given
Hoping we receive the same
Chances lovers take
When came the moment
That we held each others heart
Love, made no mistake
One life together
Retrospect and circumspect
Is what we made it
My mind is politically correct,
but my shoes have no soul.
I have gained some retrospect,
after losing self control.
I’m washing my brain.
A clean slate is what I need.
Reprogramming my frame,
rinse and repeat.
I was alone and quite
Retrospect while in solace
Now come back mighty
Anyone searched sparks
Through out and within themselves
Gratefulness abide
Realization came
People around radiates same
Things changed as I am.
I am a man with a hat
and in retrospect, im really glad of that.
Because that day it began to rain.
I tried to get out of it, but my try was in vain.
It poured, it lit
it came so fast.
No use to hide
till it stops at last.
Form:
Previously seen in Opium dreams,
These scenes of Deja-Vu
Future reference balance beams
(The Present misconstrued)
In retrospect, I do reflect,
"Did I see the warning signs?"
Time is met with sheer suspect
As Life rewinds the past unkind
I feel sorry, and quite disappointed in myself -- even mad
In retrospect, that I neglected to make coffee for my Dad
He drank coffee every day, so I could've made it with love
I hope he will accept my apology and forgive from above?
I often find that I'm most usually
motivated and inspired to write poetry
right after a hit from a cigarette of wacky weed.
In retrospect however, the poetry is poorly,
but at that euphoric moment when it's created, it's a masterpiece.
It was a disappointing effort to say the least
But just because it’s over doesn’t mean I’m at peace
In retrospect it seems like a waste of time, Just to come up short
Looking back I probably could have spent more time outside in my gym shorts
A place in which to sigh
impressions to recollect
in lasting retrospect
Colours cry wet-on-wet
images of a sunset.
A valparetto on the sea..
...Vivaldi strings that sing
of Winter & Spring
Summer and Fall on pause..
so many memories to recall
In retrospect I tried to lie,
To hide the thing that lives inside.
I hoped in fact that it had died,
I see now I was wrong.
I slipped and dipped and ducked and dove.
I slept in every crevice cove.
Just like spider webs are wove.
I journeyed ten yrs gone.