Poems About Nostalgia Published by Members Recently Online
#nostalgia
missjem56
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 3:00pm
30th Aug 2024 3:00pm
Teachers Pet
Living
in
Holland
Aged
six,
i
was
teachers
pet
Kept
within
a
cage
by Jemia
in
Holland
Aged
six,
i
was
teachers
pet
Kept
within
a
cage
by Jemia
#childhood
#funny
#nostalgia #satirical
#nostalgia #satirical
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missjem56
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 3:00pm
30th Aug 2024 3:00pm
Teachers Pet
Living
in
Holland
Aged
six,
i
was
teachers
pet
Kept
within
a
cage
by Jemia
in
Holland
Aged
six,
i
was
teachers
pet
Kept
within
a
cage
by Jemia
#childhood
#funny
#nostalgia #satirical
#nostalgia #satirical
51 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 3:00pm
30th Aug 2024 3:00pm
Teachers Pet
Living
in
Holland
Aged
six,
i
was
teachers
pet
Kept
within
a
cage
by Jemia
in
Holland
Aged
six,
i
was
teachers
pet
Kept
within
a
cage
by Jemia
#childhood
#funny
#nostalgia #satirical
#nostalgia #satirical
51 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 3:00pm
30th Aug 2024 3:00pm
Teachers Pet
Living
in
Holland
Aged
six,
i
was
teachers
pet
Kept
within
a
cage
by Jemia
in
Holland
Aged
six,
i
was
teachers
pet
Kept
within
a
cage
by Jemia
#childhood
#funny
#nostalgia #satirical
#nostalgia #satirical
51 reads
0 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
4th Jun 2024 2:53pm
4th Jun 2024 2:53pm
Pineapple
Do you pine for an apple?
Does it fall from a tree?
Are you spongey and porous?
And super annoying?
Are you yellow bellied and spineless?
Are you ready?
Open the map.
And sail through the seas.
Do you just want some money?
And the treasure inside?
Would you fight all your friends,
Or compromise?
If your knowledge is nautical,
And you know where X is,
Why not follow the stars,
And make a wish?
For the apple of your eye.
You pine for inside.
A treasure hunt.
Hidden in the sky.
Does it fall from a tree?
Are you spongey and porous?
And super annoying?
Are you yellow bellied and spineless?
Are you ready?
Open the map.
And sail through the seas.
Do you just want some money?
And the treasure inside?
Would you fight all your friends,
Or compromise?
If your knowledge is nautical,
And you know where X is,
Why not follow the stars,
And make a wish?
For the apple of your eye.
You pine for inside.
A treasure hunt.
Hidden in the sky.
#nostalgia
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25 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
21st Jan 2023 10:56pm
21st Jan 2023 10:56pm
You Just Haven't Earned it Yet, Baby
Behind the twilight scarred garden shed
Committed to everything I’d ever read,
Our cola breath tasted of yesterday’s bath water
Lips met as two forks tangling in the kitchen sink.
Rose petals falling from the skies
Never marked that very first kiss,
Dance of adolescence was never slow.
But hey, seaside-girl, shoals of your eyes
Were too beautiful for the town’s shore line.
Furrowing fingers found that wettest clay
Earthed against the smell of creosote and
The first quiffs of Autumn dreaming.
Let me count the ways she...
Committed to everything I’d ever read,
Our cola breath tasted of yesterday’s bath water
Lips met as two forks tangling in the kitchen sink.
Rose petals falling from the skies
Never marked that very first kiss,
Dance of adolescence was never slow.
But hey, seaside-girl, shoals of your eyes
Were too beautiful for the town’s shore line.
Furrowing fingers found that wettest clay
Earthed against the smell of creosote and
The first quiffs of Autumn dreaming.
Let me count the ways she...
#love
#LifeCycle
#nostalgia
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11 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
21st Jan 2023 10:56pm
21st Jan 2023 10:56pm
You Just Haven't Earned it Yet, Baby
Behind the twilight scarred garden shed
Committed to everything I’d ever read,
Our cola breath tasted of yesterday’s bath water
Lips met as two forks tangling in the kitchen sink.
Rose petals falling from the skies
Never marked that very first kiss,
Dance of adolescence was never slow.
But hey, seaside-girl, shoals of your eyes
Were too beautiful for the town’s shore line.
Furrowing fingers found that wettest clay
Earthed against the smell of creosote and
The first quiffs of Autumn dreaming.
Let me count the ways she...
Committed to everything I’d ever read,
Our cola breath tasted of yesterday’s bath water
Lips met as two forks tangling in the kitchen sink.
Rose petals falling from the skies
Never marked that very first kiss,
Dance of adolescence was never slow.
But hey, seaside-girl, shoals of your eyes
Were too beautiful for the town’s shore line.
Furrowing fingers found that wettest clay
Earthed against the smell of creosote and
The first quiffs of Autumn dreaming.
Let me count the ways she...
#love
#LifeCycle
#nostalgia
351 reads
11 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
21st Jan 2023 10:56pm
21st Jan 2023 10:56pm
You Just Haven't Earned it Yet, Baby
Behind the twilight scarred garden shed
Committed to everything I’d ever read,
Our cola breath tasted of yesterday’s bath water
Lips met as two forks tangling in the kitchen sink.
Rose petals falling from the skies
Never marked that very first kiss,
Dance of adolescence was never slow.
But hey, seaside-girl, shoals of your eyes
Were too beautiful for the town’s shore line.
Furrowing fingers found that wettest clay
Earthed against the smell of creosote and
The first quiffs of Autumn dreaming.
Let me count the ways she...
Committed to everything I’d ever read,
Our cola breath tasted of yesterday’s bath water
Lips met as two forks tangling in the kitchen sink.
Rose petals falling from the skies
Never marked that very first kiss,
Dance of adolescence was never slow.
But hey, seaside-girl, shoals of your eyes
Were too beautiful for the town’s shore line.
Furrowing fingers found that wettest clay
Earthed against the smell of creosote and
The first quiffs of Autumn dreaming.
Let me count the ways she...
#love
#LifeCycle
#nostalgia
351 reads
11 Comments
Penguinphile
Ab.C.
Ab.C.
Poem Published
14th Apr 2021 9:33pm
14th Apr 2021 9:33pm
Envelopes and Letters
In this age of Instant Messaging,
I find myself dreading for the thoughtful
and patient exchange of words.
The joy of opening the envelope and
feeling and moving your fingers on the inscribed words.
Reading letters was a joy as it was a long, deep, and
emotive exchange of words and experience.
The words move too fast nowadays to be felt.
We are in the mode of replying, but rarely saying something.
Words do come out, but somehow they lack meaning, intent.
And the sense of having to say something,
when I do not know what to...
I find myself dreading for the thoughtful
and patient exchange of words.
The joy of opening the envelope and
feeling and moving your fingers on the inscribed words.
Reading letters was a joy as it was a long, deep, and
emotive exchange of words and experience.
The words move too fast nowadays to be felt.
We are in the mode of replying, but rarely saying something.
Words do come out, but somehow they lack meaning, intent.
And the sense of having to say something,
when I do not know what to...
#memories
#nostalgia
476 reads
10 Comments
Penguinphile
Ab.C.
Ab.C.
Poem Published
14th Apr 2021 9:33pm
14th Apr 2021 9:33pm
Envelopes and Letters
In this age of Instant Messaging,
I find myself dreading for the thoughtful
and patient exchange of words.
The joy of opening the envelope and
feeling and moving your fingers on the inscribed words.
Reading letters was a joy as it was a long, deep, and
emotive exchange of words and experience.
The words move too fast nowadays to be felt.
We are in the mode of replying, but rarely saying something.
Words do come out, but somehow they lack meaning, intent.
And the sense of having to say something,
when I do not know what to...
I find myself dreading for the thoughtful
and patient exchange of words.
The joy of opening the envelope and
feeling and moving your fingers on the inscribed words.
Reading letters was a joy as it was a long, deep, and
emotive exchange of words and experience.
The words move too fast nowadays to be felt.
We are in the mode of replying, but rarely saying something.
Words do come out, but somehow they lack meaning, intent.
And the sense of having to say something,
when I do not know what to...
#memories
#nostalgia
476 reads
10 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
16th Jan 2021 5:14pm
16th Jan 2021 5:14pm
HIDDING BEHIND MASKS
#fate
#aging
#nostalgia
#luck
#responsibility
541 reads
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TheOralizer
Poem Published
16th Jan 2021 5:14pm
16th Jan 2021 5:14pm
HIDDING BEHIND MASKS
#fate
#aging
#nostalgia
#luck
#responsibility
541 reads
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