Best Reticence Poems

As Parmigianino did it, the right hand
Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer
And swerving easily away, as though to protect
What it advertises. A few leaded panes, old beams,
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This quiet roof, where dove-sails saunter by,
Between the pines, the tombs, throbs visibly.
Impartial noon patterns the sea in flame --
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I1.
Love, though for this you riddle me with darts,
.
And drag me at your chariot till I die, --
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I shall be loved as quiet things
Are loved--white pigeons in the sun,
Curled yellow leaves that whisper down
One after one;
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I thought it made me look more 'working class'
(as if a bit of chequered cloth could bridge that gap!)
I did a turn in it before the glass.
My mother said: It suits you, your dad's cap.
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A storm was coming, but the winds were still,
And in the wild woods of Broceliande,
Before an oak, so hollow, huge and old
It looked a tower of ivied masonwork,
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Fear, like a living fire that only death
Might one day cool, had now in Avon’s eyes
Been witness for so long of an invasion
That made of a gay friend whom we had known
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O purblind race of miserable men,
How many among us at this very hour
Do forge a life-long trouble for ourselves,
By taking true for false, or false for true;
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I

I doubt if ten men in all Tilbury Town
Had ever shaken hands with Captain Craig,
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The quality of these trees, green height; of the sky, shining, of
water, a clear flow; of the rock, hardness
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AT DUSK, like flowers that shun the day,
Shy thoughts from dim recesses break,
And plead for words I dare not say
For your sweet sake.
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Pamela was too gentle to deceive
Her roses. “Let the men stay where they are,”
She said, “and if Apollo’s avatar
Be one of them, I shall not have to grieve.”
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I saw by looking in his eyes
That they remembered everything;
And this was how I came to know
That he was here, still wandering.
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Outside the snowstorm spins, and hides
The world beneath a pall.
Snowed under are the paper-girl,
The papers and the stall.
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This body like a rose
Been a cosset of spring
Then a beautiful thing,
But the winter left me rot,
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Per me si va nella citta dolente.

--Dante
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Recall all the sweet moments in life
Those that you want to re-live again
Sure there are a million of them
Joyous and sweet, exciting and engaging
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Glowing as a lamp I saw a lone onlooker,
adorned with the flares of sun - one Gloria;
Unleashing a blaze of beauty around her,
lighted my heart's patio with her wine aura.
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I am seen but unheard
Reticence is my policy
When I walk, there is the rustling of leaves beneath my feet
When I run, the howling of a wolf
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She of talons, borne from gothic mind-
Steel of blue her chilly stare,
Pitch of black her fetid blood-
Whence there came an evil flare
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Upon a tall breeze
The lark swims in thermals.
Oh! What ease! What melody
To soar into obscurity
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The dreams you have and will not share,
This reticence of trust.
The hurt that's still within your heart,
denies a love that's just.
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Everything stands still,
the air suddenly dries,
like snapping washing
on a summer breeze.
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Smile in lips increases
the value of your face.
Sympathy in eyes
reveals your inner kindness.
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Sharp bend
on the threshold of life
patiently watching
the unfolding of the day
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Now man-to-man;
Once child and child
At play
Beneath our mother’s aura;
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Words bring us
friends and foes.
They can rain
intolerable blows.
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Today the sun rose in a peculiar way,
As if it were afraid to announce the day;
First, with a cautious eye it scoured the land,
Coy, with a fear of unfounded reprimand;
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glacial turning away
of rabid head
treating the other as
indecently non-existent
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This that would greet—an hour ago—
Is quaintest Distance—now—
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She always washes the linens on Mondays.
Glancing out the back door
she regards the billowing sheets
and hears the distinct Snap! they make
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Silence spans the canyons gulf
Between our hearts born disconcert
The hours conjugate the minutes
As reticence grovels our reproaches
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The passion of
a flushed embrace

is paradise,
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In busy streets is the greatest silence.
Each locked in his or her thoughts
And endeavours.
No time for the dalliance
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The reticence of the night-sky
gets whispered in the depth
of the oceanic lake.
With a glimmer of expression,
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I sense the last gulp of air
Letting down a fallen bird
Dislodging itself in measured ways
Just as solemn promises did
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Carried in,
in the dead of night,
like some smuggler's load.
Lights dimmed, the curtains drawn:
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His eyes saw no more than her faint presence,
It was as if the past no more did matter,
Their future had held little in its platter,
And warm lips froze with a smile bathed silence!
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Sometimes I stick out from my friends a bit - I think. It's the French in me. Americans have this excité-ment about things - that's, well, exhausting.

Sometimes, when friends are jumping about, they practically plead for my engagement. I think I have a genetic, French reticence, an observer gene.
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Standing in the golden candelabra
The candles guarded the night with their light
Like watchmen guarding the king's old palace
They silently burn through the cold dark night
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A madrigal`s motley through the winds
Only with her wings they did play the strings, did their words succumb to her rantings?
Colours capriced in mundane hearts, kisses robbed in binds
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Limpid eyes, quiet reticence
Reflections in the granite
Distant repose from my heart
Our tired souls find union
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Ego awakens enemy
In the soul asunder
..Mayhem...carnage
World-wide plunder
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Passed by Aso the other day;
The hilly enclave in the midst of the three towns,
And witnessed the dance of the money bags.
Clad in robes of greed and lucre,
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Sonnet CLV


Should Chance or base design divide us two,
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Try not become anxious or nervous
Dwelling on important social issues
Relax until you lose all the focus
As we slowly lose our democratic rights
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Indeed she is different from papa, this aunt of mine
Is reserved, in speech and manners
Inclined always to the silence in grandma’s garden
Her expressions are always silent like a nod
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Groucho, Jupiter and apples by Cezanne
make life worth living in Manhattan
for Woody Allen. I’m less fussy for I can
survive with Linda, who’s my cat on
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While I was a child, I often saw him roving in a ravine of hills,
With a stick in his hand and hat on his head, looking for cow dung
His coat lagged on the grassy plot, sweeping the dew.
He clambered up to the hilltop, parting the vegetation to a side
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i rept my rove into the woods
arched none but dark pits and roaring articulations
day stumped by night, sun stumped by moon
i drowsed hoping an amended eternity may burst soon
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The cancer is told to no one.
We latently recognize noble reticence;
Are inspired by the selflessness:
He hid the pain and loss so well.
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So
does
karma
awaken
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Orange windows on a moonless night
Warm with tantalising reticence
Draw the traveller to penetrate
Wall and glass and curtains all at once,
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Three words I could have spoken,
But never dared to speak,
Ring in my head:
Ego, Verb, You.
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Enemies are everywhere,
Especially in printers' ink.
I am afraid to think.
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When young I fell in love four times a day.
I was more careless then and desperate
With little thought or heed of come what may
When braving reticence to date and mate.
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[Love is only Love when Love can grow]


When young I fell in love four times a day.
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He walked into the bookstore early on a Sunday morn
He was walking with a cane and a limp and he looked a little worn.

I said, “Hello and welcome.” He never turned his head.
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Break not my heart, don't wreck my part
To entertain, maintain or retain your fancy
Pour empathy and sympathy into me to heal your heart
In the end, mend both your life and your love for Nancy.
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I could write you a blank cheque
To fatten the purse you adore
In the morning in a cash prayer you partake
A major part of your adopted folklore
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It's quarter past
I've been waiting since six
hollow halls, echo absence
like empty picture frames
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We drift upon the glass-like water
Beneath the trees and tangled borders
A finger in the blue-green flow
Trailing ripples as we go;
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Forgive me that I importune
While you correctly need to clean your room;
It’s more important to sweep the stairs
Then to waste your time on chaste “affairs.”
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Strutting across dance floors of ingenuity, tracing
steps with partners of reticence.
Life circles itself, folds in upon all senses of
mind-thriving existence as movement flows over and
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Playing with notes in measures of time, touching chords of
reticence, boldly wanting to be brought into the circumfer-
ence of total love.
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Capturing the beautiful outdoors in a little space around me,
authoring it's complacent reticence in articulate poetry.
Bereaving the quickness of it's passing along life's shores,
trying to grasp the beauty for a few minutes more.
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Wandering onto plateaus of reticence, careful, wanting to
know the answers to this interior life, not knowing how to
play the messages being sent.
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Reticence fading into twilight years of tomorrow,
insinuating itself no longer on earth's shores.
Beaming fragrantly into beings of substance and
verve.
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Escaping the lime light, hiding out in a cafe
of undisturbed reticence.
Curling up in corners of musical composition
as lights are dimmed and fall asleep.
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Switching gears, intimidating interior solace
with untoward reticence.
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Our Bastion By The Sea

Let us walk barefoot in the morning dew,
Upon the fresh grass,
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No-one holds the crystal dream,
Who breathes upon the sunlit film of water.
Since your stippled face dissolves
And ripple by each ripple, your sweet voice
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God is so uncourteous to create a creature such as a bird.
I lay here in my final rest unable to close my eyes
because of this relentless noise I wish I'd never heard.
Must you torment me, winged beasts of malice which I despise?
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Saturday morning, November 19,2022 at 7: 31 a.m.

You are filament, reticence. I hardly know
What you're thinking. I know what you're thinking.
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Making privates public can
appear to be a little corny,
but usually turns on a man
by making him extremely horny,
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He who reluctance jettisons
for the sake of reticence
will not find a friendly haven
with a British maestro maven.
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There is nothing more than this,
To say that it is enough and now to lie down
In my agile drowning,
While newer birthdays come for the paradoxical
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May the reflection of eight colours show
An insight into multi-task mind whose
Responses and reactions few friends choose
To understand in depth though surface glow
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Pride comes before the fall, all far and wide
should be aware Fate sets their dreams aside
when overconfidence shows weakness, schemes
to turn Time's tables, undo from inside.
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Pride ride stall's stored before corpse falls tongue-tied.
Cruel Fate rules, baits fools, schools, thrusts dreams aside
presumptuousness proves shortcomings, schemes
to turn Time's tables undone from inside.
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REACH IS NOT RISK


Tendrils touch/test truth, too seldom taste
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Those who’re trying to be vatic
will not prevail when apophatic,
because, by fudging their belief
they’ll raise the question: “Where the beef? ”
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When paying Genesis we visit
I think we get a better sense
by listening to its reticence
than hearing what it makes explicit.
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LESS THAN TEN RABBIS CAN'T DAVEN TOGETHER

Less than ten rabbis can't daven together,
but ten humble shoemakers can make a minyan.
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On this birthday of mine

I look back through the sixty six years
I have passed on this wonderful world
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The interstellar
reticence, becomes the
muse of a storm.
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On the way I was
happy to meet green valley. Your eyes
were sparkling. Words had no meaning.
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You are speechless like
tasmanian blackwood. Back of my
mind, I am a little nervous.
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LA FOLLE ALLURE


La folle allure de notre danse,
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Bandaging the wrist of the hand
that cries foul plays mind-games
look at me it says with a white
flag emblazoned – you can’t miss
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My name is immaterial.
I must remain anonymous.
I'm publishing material.
That's guaranteed to cause a fuss.
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it was the virginal extremis.....
the hallucinatory joy....
the transcendence...the above in lieu of the in....
the floral supplication.....the boldness of the quivering reticence.....
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Three Branches....Of Government
......We look on in bewilderment
"Checks and Balances" as the message recalls
....Yet....despite all the evidence
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I would not call it love
If you gaze at me as you lay beside
While I recollect a fond memory
looking away at a distant star.
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I get into the car fired up with bright energy; since
a most arrogant person insulted those very people
he's begged financial subsistence from for his vital
abettance - regarding himself an artist so genially
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Your silence tells me
That you aren’t silent.
Your reticence tells me
That you aren’t reluctant.
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Is it because she was so bourgeois
That I was drawn to her?
Or is it her modesty, or her exclusive
Offer that lured me?
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What is beauty?
Features, countenance or shape?
Affluence, youthfulness or robustness?
Elegance, briskness or deftness?
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While I loved you I loved your lankness.
While I loved you I loved your thinness.
Likewise I liked your reticence and coyness.
Which is the cause: you or your attributes?
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She, thirty five, and I, fifty five,
Were together and fell for each other.
Her modesty was her beauty;
Her reticence was her essence.
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