Poems About Nostalgia Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about nostalgia seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
one beautiful night
funny how a child
sees the
world
how they weigh the
balance of what is
important
like going to
Burger
Chef:
hamburgers: .18c
cheeseburgers: .25c
big chef: .45c
french fries: .15c
milkshakes: .20-30c
sodas: .10-20c
bring a mere child at that
time I was at the mercy
of my
parents
who decided that plain
old hamburgers and
cheeseburgers
was all I was
equipped to
handle
my mom would always
ask, " what would you ...
sees the
world
how they weigh the
balance of what is
important
like going to
Burger
Chef:
hamburgers: .18c
cheeseburgers: .25c
big chef: .45c
french fries: .15c
milkshakes: .20-30c
sodas: .10-20c
bring a mere child at that
time I was at the mercy
of my
parents
who decided that plain
old hamburgers and
cheeseburgers
was all I was
equipped to
handle
my mom would always
ask, " what would you ...
#childhood
#nostalgia
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Wallyroo in Déjà vu
I pause for a second thinking it’s about to happen
It feels like I have been in this place before
I look around as my thoughts begin to slacken
Trying to retrieve something from the memory core
But it doesn’t take place, the verb just withdraws
As if by making myself aware of it I made it disappear
Then I run through endless recollections and flaws
Trying to will it into existence until I see it very clear
Was it a dream, a fantasy, a conversation once had?
Then I make a mad dash through the chambers of my mind
Was it some ghostly...
It feels like I have been in this place before
I look around as my thoughts begin to slacken
Trying to retrieve something from the memory core
But it doesn’t take place, the verb just withdraws
As if by making myself aware of it I made it disappear
Then I run through endless recollections and flaws
Trying to will it into existence until I see it very clear
Was it a dream, a fantasy, a conversation once had?
Then I make a mad dash through the chambers of my mind
Was it some ghostly...
#dreams
#funny
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
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Nostalgia
Memories suffocate my mind,
Bliss when Mom was alive,
The sickly amount of sugar,
Along with the citric tinge on my lips,
A reminder of things that'll never dissipate.
Lemonade makes me nostalgic.
Bliss when Mom was alive,
The sickly amount of sugar,
Along with the citric tinge on my lips,
A reminder of things that'll never dissipate.
Lemonade makes me nostalgic.
#memories
#nostalgia
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Things adults do
Dear Emily,
The way you sang
Just like a toddler
Throwing a temper tantrum
Made my heart swim.
The world is dimmer
Without your stupid hokey
dirt bag love songs.
They were so pure.
Enjoy being a doctor
Or mathematician or whatever
Adults too old to
Sing do...
The way you sang
Just like a toddler
Throwing a temper tantrum
Made my heart swim.
The world is dimmer
Without your stupid hokey
dirt bag love songs.
They were so pure.
Enjoy being a doctor
Or mathematician or whatever
Adults too old to
Sing do...
#aging
#nostalgia
#bittersweet
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some sarcasm
the way it used
to be
neighbor helping
neighbor
treating others
how you would
want to be treated
a friend in need is
a friend indeed
be thou thy brothers
keeper
...how folksy
...how charming
...how old fashioned
the fools
those simple old
fools
what DID they
know, anyway
...non nobis solum
nati sumus
to be
neighbor helping
neighbor
treating others
how you would
want to be treated
a friend in need is
a friend indeed
be thou thy brothers
keeper
...how folksy
...how charming
...how old fashioned
the fools
those simple old
fools
what DID they
know, anyway
...non nobis solum
nati sumus
#nostalgia
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It's going to be an awesome day
The sun is rising in the sky
A new day awakens my eyes
Nothing but optimism and hope
I rinse my mouth out with Scope
The birds all sing my tune
Watching Saturday morning cartoons
ET Cereal with my favorite spoon
It's going to be an awesome day
All my friends begin to arrive
Strangely some of them have died
Doesn't matter were all together
Faces I haven't seen in forever
We talk reminisce about life
Many of them had pain and strife
Didn't know this after we split apart
Didn't keep in touch, aches...
A new day awakens my eyes
Nothing but optimism and hope
I rinse my mouth out with Scope
The birds all sing my tune
Watching Saturday morning cartoons
ET Cereal with my favorite spoon
It's going to be an awesome day
All my friends begin to arrive
Strangely some of them have died
Doesn't matter were all together
Faces I haven't seen in forever
We talk reminisce about life
Many of them had pain and strife
Didn't know this after we split apart
Didn't keep in touch, aches...
#hope
#friendship
#memories
#uplifting
#nostalgia
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Random Ramblins #10
Damn it,
Played this song on an back in the day oldie station other day,
Lost my ever Lovin head and almost pulled over on the side o the road to look for a payphone to call an yell at the radio station,
No quarters, No payphones anymore either,… Well FUK…
Man, why do I insist on bein off the grid an not having a cell phone…
Man Alive Vato; Taylor Dayne is not an oldie
An neither is Tone Lōc or Yong MC…
Bust a Move is still the Shiznit man… aint it?
Hell, I still bump down South 6th to Kid Frost and Naughty by Nature,
Hehehe, fukers, damn...
Played this song on an back in the day oldie station other day,
Lost my ever Lovin head and almost pulled over on the side o the road to look for a payphone to call an yell at the radio station,
No quarters, No payphones anymore either,… Well FUK…
Man, why do I insist on bein off the grid an not having a cell phone…
Man Alive Vato; Taylor Dayne is not an oldie
An neither is Tone Lōc or Yong MC…
Bust a Move is still the Shiznit man… aint it?
Hell, I still bump down South 6th to Kid Frost and Naughty by Nature,
Hehehe, fukers, damn...
#nostalgia
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First experience at Six Flags Great Adventure
In July this will mark the 40th anniversary of my 1st time at Six Flags Great Adventure in Jackson New Jersey.
Prior to Great Adventure, I had some experience with Amusement Parks. My parents and grandparents have taken me to Adventureland in Farmingdale Long Island since 1980. My first roller coaster experience was there in 1982. Accompanied by my father, I rode a coaster called the Galaxy. A simplistic, figure 8 coaster that hit speeds of 30 mph. At that time, I thought it was the greatest thing on Earth!
In 1983 my parents took my brother & I to Disney World. That...
Prior to Great Adventure, I had some experience with Amusement Parks. My parents and grandparents have taken me to Adventureland in Farmingdale Long Island since 1980. My first roller coaster experience was there in 1982. Accompanied by my father, I rode a coaster called the Galaxy. A simplistic, figure 8 coaster that hit speeds of 30 mph. At that time, I thought it was the greatest thing on Earth!
In 1983 my parents took my brother & I to Disney World. That...
#family
#anniversary
#memories
#nostalgia
#ThrillSeeking
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The Poetry Won't Bring You Back (Audio w/music)
I recorded a poem I wrote for my mom (who died of brain cancer is 2020) over non copywritten music I found online. The recording begins with an old voicemail that's only about 47 seconds of my mom calling me and saying how she loves me and misses my voice then the music starts and I recite the poem.
#mother
#death
#memories
#nostalgia
#cancer
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Frozen in my cocoon
Late days sky,
Cloudy, and peering through the leaves
Winds, strong, but welcome from the Arizona heat
Wind through the Palo Verdes makes a wall of sounds
Crickets singing,
joining in harmonic convergence in my Desert, that is silently loud
Loneliness pulled from the air, a forever sound never heard
The three snowflakes and a winter leave,
They are wonderful, forming out of nowhere
Cool night blowing,
Sounds of Tucsonan stirrings
Coyote howls, Javelina grunting, picking up olives and fruits
a bat flies low, the sound of wings...
Cloudy, and peering through the leaves
Winds, strong, but welcome from the Arizona heat
Wind through the Palo Verdes makes a wall of sounds
Crickets singing,
joining in harmonic convergence in my Desert, that is silently loud
Loneliness pulled from the air, a forever sound never heard
The three snowflakes and a winter leave,
They are wonderful, forming out of nowhere
Cool night blowing,
Sounds of Tucsonan stirrings
Coyote howls, Javelina grunting, picking up olives and fruits
a bat flies low, the sound of wings...
#winter
#spring
#narrative
#nostalgia
#dawn
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Chocolate Bunnies
To me Easter is very similar to Thanksgiving. Lots of amazing food, desserts and family who I enjoy to be around. I am NOT a religious person at all. My immediate family aren't either. Just like Xmas, there is no true celebration in the deep meaning of what these holidays are about. It's more of a food orgy and welcoming family I don't see to often.
When I was a little kid, the house was decorated with plastic eggs, Easter bunnies, ornate, colorful, flowery decor's (purples, light greens, pink) for spring and other nick-knacks. My mother would try & encourage my...
When I was a little kid, the house was decorated with plastic eggs, Easter bunnies, ornate, colorful, flowery decor's (purples, light greens, pink) for spring and other nick-knacks. My mother would try & encourage my...
#family
#Easter
#food
#memories
#nostalgia
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Untitled Words
Sittin here on my chair,,, writin
got the tv off
the doors & windows open
listenin to the sound of the birds
the last days of winters breezes
blowin through house and home
it smells an feels good
my good blanket pulled up & comfy
keepin this young old mans bones
warm like a smoldered fire
Jasper layin on the ground
next to me,
chewin on an empty 2 litter bottle I had just finished drinkin
makin me throw it,
he chases it, comes back
lays down & chews some more on it,
As I sit here
with words...
got the tv off
the doors & windows open
listenin to the sound of the birds
the last days of winters breezes
blowin through house and home
it smells an feels good
my good blanket pulled up & comfy
keepin this young old mans bones
warm like a smoldered fire
Jasper layin on the ground
next to me,
chewin on an empty 2 litter bottle I had just finished drinkin
makin me throw it,
he chases it, comes back
lays down & chews some more on it,
As I sit here
with words...
#narrative
#prose
#nostalgia
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DU Poetry : Poems About Nostalgia Seeking Honest Critique