Nostalgia Poems
#nostalgia
Nostalgia poems, uplifting poetry fortified with an air of nostalgia. Poetry exploring sentimental affections for the past and poems to remember times gone by. Poems about the popular culture of another era, memories of childhood experiences, or recollections of what home used to feel like.
SeaCat
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 11:51pm
19th Nov 2024 11:51pm
Alien
It’s a seed sprouting,
a cold plant, spreading like a misty
forget-me-not.
When the familiar becomes thin, veiled
without colour or substance.
Far-off, disconnected,
as if I had been transported, between
blinks, to a pale Andromedean planet
with unfathomable languages and unrecognisable shapes.
The grass is green, but
not. The sky is blue, but not. The sun shines hot
but with a stony face.
Everything orbits a glowing abyss ,
and distant events and...
a cold plant, spreading like a misty
forget-me-not.
When the familiar becomes thin, veiled
without colour or substance.
Far-off, disconnected,
as if I had been transported, between
blinks, to a pale Andromedean planet
with unfathomable languages and unrecognisable shapes.
The grass is green, but
not. The sky is blue, but not. The sun shines hot
but with a stony face.
Everything orbits a glowing abyss ,
and distant events and...
#bittersweet
#memories
#nostalgia #separation
#nostalgia #separation
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4 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 00:10am
18th Nov 2024 00:10am
60’s
when I was a child, grown ups
were men in overcoats and trilbys,
and women wore plastic macs,
and our older brothers and sisters
were all hippies,
but I dare say there’s no going back
were men in overcoats and trilbys,
and women wore plastic macs,
and our older brothers and sisters
were all hippies,
but I dare say there’s no going back
#nostalgia
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
28th Oct 2024 9:52pm
28th Oct 2024 9:52pm
Retiring Minds
Trump's a freak for speed, like his Nazi muse,
and mien apples plummet close to the plan
whereby injustice lights a public fuse
to stroke the puny ego of a man
willing to extinguish millions of lives
in the service of nostalgic notions
cherry picked from the dubious archives
of baby-boom perma-fry devotions
who wouldn't trust people over thirty
when they were protesting a war
the establishment made down and dirty
like a coked-up big business Wall Street whore.
The decades didn't alter morality
as much as...
and mien apples plummet close to the plan
whereby injustice lights a public fuse
to stroke the puny ego of a man
willing to extinguish millions of lives
in the service of nostalgic notions
cherry picked from the dubious archives
of baby-boom perma-fry devotions
who wouldn't trust people over thirty
when they were protesting a war
the establishment made down and dirty
like a coked-up big business Wall Street whore.
The decades didn't alter morality
as much as...
#aging
#LifeCycle
#nostalgia #vanity
#nostalgia #vanity
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
24th Oct 2024 00:39am
24th Oct 2024 00:39am
Francis Durbridge, writer, was always how he looks
always been fond of paul temple, fictional author and amateur
detective on the radio of the what, 1950s?
entitled, middle class, well off, but with contacts in the underworld;
he’s replayed occasionally on radio 4 extra
and you can, should you want, still get hold of the books
detective on the radio of the what, 1950s?
entitled, middle class, well off, but with contacts in the underworld;
he’s replayed occasionally on radio 4 extra
and you can, should you want, still get hold of the books
#nostalgia
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3 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 5:30am
23rd Oct 2024 5:30am
I Can’t Remember
I Can’t remember
Can’t remember
Walk in a room what for
I don’t know as the day begins anew
Can’t remember when I started to forget
Cobwebs on my brain
Try to brush them off
I can’t remember
Say to myself check it out
Get on my phone to look it up
Who am I why am I here
Can’t remember when
And I’ve got cobwebs on the cranium
I can’t remember when I
Started to forget
Blank pages in my mind
Sit and stew but the key is simple
Think about something else ...
Can’t remember
Walk in a room what for
I don’t know as the day begins anew
Can’t remember when I started to forget
Cobwebs on my brain
Try to brush them off
I can’t remember
Say to myself check it out
Get on my phone to look it up
Who am I why am I here
Can’t remember when
And I’ve got cobwebs on the cranium
I can’t remember when I
Started to forget
Blank pages in my mind
Sit and stew but the key is simple
Think about something else ...
#aging
#memories
#nostalgia #patience
#nostalgia #patience
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moon_bather
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2024 3:45am
22nd Oct 2024 3:45am
Blah
We had our fun
We had good times
Something, I suppose
To call a good life
Together we climbed mountains
And strolled along the shore
Living and loving fully
Until it was no more
We had good times
Something, I suppose
To call a good life
Together we climbed mountains
And strolled along the shore
Living and loving fully
Until it was no more
#breakup
#lover
#nostalgia
#relationships
#separation
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 1:23am
16th Oct 2024 1:23am
MY FEEBLE PEN'S UNCERTAIN, ATTEMPTED RETURN (5:25pm, 10-7-2024; at KOFFI North, Palm Springs, California)
pausing here
this afternoon
with pen
and paper
in hand again
in hopes
of tapping
back into
my innate
creative muse s
too long neglected
too long distracted
ever mysterious
inner realms
to try retuning
back into
channeling
and releasing
whatever spontaneously arisen
free flow purge
of perceptive
conscious
and subconscious
self expression
might
to my surprise
possibly arise
from...
this afternoon
with pen
and paper
in hand again
in hopes
of tapping
back into
my innate
creative muse s
too long neglected
too long distracted
ever mysterious
inner realms
to try retuning
back into
channeling
and releasing
whatever spontaneously arisen
free flow purge
of perceptive
conscious
and subconscious
self expression
might
to my surprise
possibly arise
from...
#aging
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#LifeCycle
#nostalgia
#WritersBlock
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 11:18am
9th Oct 2024 11:18am
Let's Go
My girl is coming around,
I'm gonna meet her downtown
I think I'll find some action,
and get some satisfaction
So baby let's go,
you & I to dinner & a show
So baby let's go,
where the buildings are real tall, ya know
Remember that place on Main Street
We shared a malt, that was real neat
The dance hall was really ringing
Everyone was happy & screaming
So baby let's go,
you & I to dinner & a show
So baby let's go,
where the buildings are real tall,...
I'm gonna meet her downtown
I think I'll find some action,
and get some satisfaction
So baby let's go,
you & I to dinner & a show
So baby let's go,
where the buildings are real tall, ya know
Remember that place on Main Street
We shared a malt, that was real neat
The dance hall was really ringing
Everyone was happy & screaming
So baby let's go,
you & I to dinner & a show
So baby let's go,
where the buildings are real tall,...
#breakup
#girlfriend
#lyrics
#memories
#nostalgia
75 reads
6 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 00:03am
6th Oct 2024 00:03am
two donkeys
never ridden a horse
I’ve ridden a donkey or two
once as a kid on the beach at
margate and once on a greek island
I can't remember
which
I always get those two donkeys
mixed up
I’ve ridden a donkey or two
once as a kid on the beach at
margate and once on a greek island
I can't remember
which
I always get those two donkeys
mixed up
#nostalgia
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3 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 10:55am
30th Sep 2024 10:55am
As you stare into the abyss
As you stare into the abyss
Time is not friendly
Time will kill you
Time is not the enemy
Enemy is the time you spend
Time is on point
Time doesn’t take time off
What you do when time isn’t watching
Your time is my time
If we’re both present let’s have a feast
Pizza in the classroom
Mr Hand aloha from Spicoli
Back to time time doesn’t mess around
Time is sand in a bottle
Grain of life in a glass jar
Time is not...
Time is not friendly
Time will kill you
Time is not the enemy
Enemy is the time you spend
Time is on point
Time doesn’t take time off
What you do when time isn’t watching
Your time is my time
If we’re both present let’s have a feast
Pizza in the classroom
Mr Hand aloha from Spicoli
Back to time time doesn’t mess around
Time is sand in a bottle
Grain of life in a glass jar
Time is not...
#nostalgia
#TimeHeals
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Sep 2024 11:24am
25th Sep 2024 11:24am
Let's Go Back
Take me back to a place I want to go
Where cartoons and candy is all I know
Life was easier and much more grand
Going to the beach, digging in the sand
Met with friends, knocked on their door
Kids today sit around, what the fuck for?
Baseball, biking, swimming all day
Post 2001 life has turned so grey
Government and tech has ruined our lives
Increase pressures, illness and suicide
Optimism flew away years ago
My personal experiences, just so you know
Where cartoons and candy is all I know
Life was easier and much more grand
Going to the beach, digging in the sand
Met with friends, knocked on their door
Kids today sit around, what the fuck for?
Baseball, biking, swimming all day
Post 2001 life has turned so grey
Government and tech has ruined our lives
Increase pressures, illness and suicide
Optimism flew away years ago
My personal experiences, just so you know
#children
#happiness
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
75 reads
9 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2024 7:01pm
22nd Sep 2024 7:01pm
The Road to Pastrami
I don't need a guru
I've no use for a swami
I just need a trip back home
to find the best pastrami
The Jewish delis of my childhood
gleaming buckets of sauerkraut
pastrami so hot it steamed the bread,
sharp-crusted rye, without a doubt
Frilly toothpicks
red or blue
secured the mountains of beef
so much food, but I could eat it all
to exactly no one's relief
Maybe it's just stupidity
but I'm craving Miami's humidity
I want the ocean and the burning sand
I want to reexplore my childhood land
...
I've no use for a swami
I just need a trip back home
to find the best pastrami
The Jewish delis of my childhood
gleaming buckets of sauerkraut
pastrami so hot it steamed the bread,
sharp-crusted rye, without a doubt
Frilly toothpicks
red or blue
secured the mountains of beef
so much food, but I could eat it all
to exactly no one's relief
Maybe it's just stupidity
but I'm craving Miami's humidity
I want the ocean and the burning sand
I want to reexplore my childhood land
...
#childhood
#food
#nostalgia #passion
#nostalgia #passion
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