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.
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
26th Nov 2023 9:38pm
26th Nov 2023 9:38pm
Stuart's Voice
Stuart's voice sounds like a garbage disposal;
like metal grinding metal.
Razor blades perhaps.
Decades ago,
when we were a couple,
Stuart's voice was carbonated lemon juice
a trace of sweetness,
sour in a fun way.
Now his strained vocalizations cut my ears.
I'm glad.
I'm glad because I wouldn't want to hear that voice every day.
I'm glad because now I don't want to be with him.
It would have been complicated,
his beautiful wife not going anywhere.
Stuart takes more and more vacations alone.
The more I...
like metal grinding metal.
Razor blades perhaps.
Decades ago,
when we were a couple,
Stuart's voice was carbonated lemon juice
a trace of sweetness,
sour in a fun way.
Now his strained vocalizations cut my ears.
I'm glad.
I'm glad because I wouldn't want to hear that voice every day.
I'm glad because now I don't want to be with him.
It would have been complicated,
his beautiful wife not going anywhere.
Stuart takes more and more vacations alone.
The more I...
#love
#relationships
#friendship #nostalgia
#friendship #nostalgia
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wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
21st Nov 2023 11:59pm
21st Nov 2023 11:59pm
the once younger me
the rain
has again
developed
its courage,
crossing
over the
once clean
sky,
finding
themselves
over
my yard,
when i
was younger,
a lot
younger,
i enjoyed
the rain,
the puddles,
getting soaked
to
the bones,
but now,
the years
have captured
me,
i am no
longer
that child
of youth,
i can
sit
at my
window
and watch
the rain,
the only
one capable
of going
outside,
to dance
in...
has again
developed
its courage,
crossing
over the
once clean
sky,
finding
themselves
over
my yard,
when i
was younger,
a lot
younger,
i enjoyed
the rain,
the puddles,
getting soaked
to
the bones,
but now,
the years
have captured
me,
i am no
longer
that child
of youth,
i can
sit
at my
window
and watch
the rain,
the only
one capable
of going
outside,
to dance
in...
#childhood
#clouds
#rain
#nature
#nostalgia
34 reads
2 Comments
moroccanpoet
Poem Published
19th Nov 2023 10:29am
19th Nov 2023 10:29am
Dance
Men and women have been circling each other
Since the beginning of time.
A dance of desire, strength, power and position.
Enemies by nature, yet lovers in passion.
Women seek to be loved, understood and respected
Wanting a man to love her for her heart and soul
To be desired, nutured and cherished.
Yet she will hold on fiercely to her pride she covets.
Men want to be respected, wanted and be protector.
To keep his mate safe, loved...and to be loved.
Yet his pride sometimes consumes him,
In his need to dominate, being inner...
Since the beginning of time.
A dance of desire, strength, power and position.
Enemies by nature, yet lovers in passion.
Women seek to be loved, understood and respected
Wanting a man to love her for her heart and soul
To be desired, nutured and cherished.
Yet she will hold on fiercely to her pride she covets.
Men want to be respected, wanted and be protector.
To keep his mate safe, loved...and to be loved.
Yet his pride sometimes consumes him,
In his need to dominate, being inner...
#spiritual
#lover
#nostalgia #LookingForLove
#nostalgia #LookingForLove
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3 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
13th Nov 2023 4:40am
13th Nov 2023 4:40am
my mother (an old photograph)
there
she is,
standing tall
in
the old
photograph,
color
not invented
yet,
but,
you can
still see
a faint
smile
she carries,
her
high cheek
bones,
dark
enough eyes,
long
cherokee hair,
the love
she expresses
for me
and all
her children,
as she
lets someone
capture her
in
a photograph.
she is,
standing tall
in
the old
photograph,
color
not invented
yet,
but,
you can
still see
a faint
smile
she carries,
her
high cheek
bones,
dark
enough eyes,
long
cherokee hair,
the love
she expresses
for me
and all
her children,
as she
lets someone
capture her
in
a photograph.
#happiness
#love
#identity
#memories
#nostalgia
86 reads
12 Comments
Particles_Of_HerII
Poem Published
13th Nov 2023 4:06am
13th Nov 2023 4:06am
Ginger ale and bourbon papercuts
I'd give anything to
be the euphoric lace
that pulls then
surround you
losing incremental
logic
mmgod how it
quivers|||||| even now
for reason(s) only
you know
taken by surprise
hidden unshar'd
parts of
myself emerges
my body would tell
exactly what I want
and need'd
from you .. ..
as my loving mast'r
I now understand
why you need'd to
hear these rhings
I Wan t Us...
be the euphoric lace
that pulls then
surround you
losing incremental
logic
mmgod how it
quivers|||||| even now
for reason(s) only
you know
taken by surprise
hidden unshar'd
parts of
myself emerges
my body would tell
exactly what I want
and need'd
from you .. ..
as my loving mast'r
I now understand
why you need'd to
hear these rhings
I Wan t Us...
#anxiety
#love
#erotic
#gratitude
#nostalgia
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Joseph-Zenieh
Poem Published
7th Nov 2023 3:30pm
7th Nov 2023 3:30pm
THEY AREN'T INFERIOR.
THEY AREN'T INFERIOR.
The days that passed attract our sighs.
They bring some tears that fill our eyes.
The folk who lived in those past days
were great at what they used to say.
They were so perfect in their deeds,
so full of wisdom and of wit.
They were so kind and full of might
and able to create that past.
We speak for long about their acts
as we have missed their lovely sight.
We don't compare with open mind
them with those who are living now.
Why don't we look at who are near
and see their goodness...
The days that passed attract our sighs.
They bring some tears that fill our eyes.
The folk who lived in those past days
were great at what they used to say.
They were so perfect in their deeds,
so full of wisdom and of wit.
They were so kind and full of might
and able to create that past.
We speak for long about their acts
as we have missed their lovely sight.
We don't compare with open mind
them with those who are living now.
Why don't we look at who are near
and see their goodness...
#nostalgia
49 reads
5 Comments
BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Poem Published
4th Nov 2023 5:36pm
4th Nov 2023 5:36pm
Breakfast at McPherson's
sat down in the booth next to uncle Dick's table
Karla comes with coffee and a hello
haven't seen you in forever
how you doing she responded with a smile one cream or two
Theron Targareon is telling me about his dragons
while uncle Dick is holding court on his side of the room
i yell over tell him he's nothing but trouble
with a smile and a wink he says that makes two
Bruce and Mclaren. Jim and Ginger some guy I recognize from school
filling up an open table and quiet corner booth
some kid from the back brings out the cinnamon...
Karla comes with coffee and a hello
haven't seen you in forever
how you doing she responded with a smile one cream or two
Theron Targareon is telling me about his dragons
while uncle Dick is holding court on his side of the room
i yell over tell him he's nothing but trouble
with a smile and a wink he says that makes two
Bruce and Mclaren. Jim and Ginger some guy I recognize from school
filling up an open table and quiet corner booth
some kid from the back brings out the cinnamon...
#friendship
#mythology
#LifeCycle
#nostalgia
#luck
102 reads
7 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2023 9:18pm
3rd Nov 2023 9:18pm
The One .
She smiles now at stranger’s faces almost in secret solidarity. A metaphorical high five at each stride away from where you once belonged. It hasn’t been ten thousand steps a day but in deep reflection she realised it’s all about the one . She’s tied her boot laces tight almost as though she’s ready for a fight and she’s feel like she’s almost died before that first step as her heart looks back . It’s an automatic reflex as her toes twitch and the fallen arches of her feet moan and groan they are not sure about this lark . Neither is she it’s raining and the sun just went behind a cloud but...
#myself
#SelfReflection
#acceptance
#nostalgia
#SelfWorth
68 reads
4 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
30th Oct 2023 1:02am
30th Oct 2023 1:02am
know I’m past it
nostalgia is all about avoiding
the present, which doesn’t
seem to be going awfully well ..
the present, which doesn’t
seem to be going awfully well ..
#nostalgia
44 reads
1 Comment
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
26th Oct 2023 3:25am
26th Oct 2023 3:25am
I Never Thought I'd Be Seeing Him Again
Nancy noticed her
former college love Michael
walk into John's Grill and smiled.
former college love Michael
walk into John's Grill and smiled.
#romantic
#fiction
#lover
#nostalgia
#dating
80 reads
4 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
21st Oct 2023 4:53pm
21st Oct 2023 4:53pm
Winter Of Nostalgia
It was winter.
Snowflakes fell on the ground.
As white greeted our eyes.
Blue,cloudy skies.
We were just kids.
As we played in the snow.
And our ice sculptures,we show.
We were having a snowball fight.
As there appears to be sunlight.
Melting away the snow.
We may have separated paths.
But we'll meet again.
Don't know where,don't know when.
We'll meet again some sunny day.
As we catch up in the sunlight bay.
And our worries melt away.
We used to be kids.
Now,we are all grown up. ...
Snowflakes fell on the ground.
As white greeted our eyes.
Blue,cloudy skies.
We were just kids.
As we played in the snow.
And our ice sculptures,we show.
We were having a snowball fight.
As there appears to be sunlight.
Melting away the snow.
We may have separated paths.
But we'll meet again.
Don't know where,don't know when.
We'll meet again some sunny day.
As we catch up in the sunlight bay.
And our worries melt away.
We used to be kids.
Now,we are all grown up. ...
#winter
#memories
#nostalgia
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guy__ville
Poem Published
15th Oct 2023 1:28pm
15th Oct 2023 1:28pm
Wanted
In solitude, I pine for days long past
When laughter danced in your warm, loving eyes
My heart, a prisoner in memories vast
In quiet moments, your presence belies
I search through drawers, a fragrance to explore
And there, a bottle, memories start to bloom
"Wanted" by Azzaro, a scent I once adored
But now it lingers, filling up the room
The bottle's nearly empty, like my heart
I cannot wear the scent, it's just too much
Though time moves on, we're lands far apart
I'll cherish what we have, our tender touch
When laughter danced in your warm, loving eyes
My heart, a prisoner in memories vast
In quiet moments, your presence belies
I search through drawers, a fragrance to explore
And there, a bottle, memories start to bloom
"Wanted" by Azzaro, a scent I once adored
But now it lingers, filling up the room
The bottle's nearly empty, like my heart
I cannot wear the scent, it's just too much
Though time moves on, we're lands far apart
I'll cherish what we have, our tender touch
#love
#LongDistanceRelationship
#nostalgia #IMissYou
#nostalgia #IMissYou
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