Poems About Nostalgia Published by Members Recently Online
#nostalgia
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
Homophonically speaking
Do you remember those days that past in a daze;
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
#dance
#love
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
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4 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
Homophonically speaking
Do you remember those days that past in a daze;
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
#dance
#love
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
119 reads
4 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
Homophonically speaking
Do you remember those days that past in a daze;
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
#dance
#love
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
119 reads
4 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
Homophonically speaking
Do you remember those days that past in a daze;
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
#dance
#love
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
119 reads
4 Comments
javalini
Poem Published
8th Apr 2022 1:19pm
8th Apr 2022 1:19pm
GOOD OL' DAYS (1970'S RHYME)
the player ate my eight-track tape
this payphone smells like beer
my pinto's in the shop again
i can't get out of here
three channels on the tv
and the broadcast ends at night
some folks can watch in color
but we got just black and white
though sunday is a day of rest
you can't buy beer or wine
you can smoke 'em if you've got 'em, though,
any place or time
viet nam still rages on
then nixon's in the stew
there's riots in old birmingham
and mayhem on the news
but let's hitchhike to silver...
this payphone smells like beer
my pinto's in the shop again
i can't get out of here
three channels on the tv
and the broadcast ends at night
some folks can watch in color
but we got just black and white
though sunday is a day of rest
you can't buy beer or wine
you can smoke 'em if you've got 'em, though,
any place or time
viet nam still rages on
then nixon's in the stew
there's riots in old birmingham
and mayhem on the news
but let's hitchhike to silver...
#memories
#nostalgia
419 reads
5 Comments
javalini
Poem Published
8th Apr 2022 1:19pm
8th Apr 2022 1:19pm
GOOD OL' DAYS (1970'S RHYME)
the player ate my eight-track tape
this payphone smells like beer
my pinto's in the shop again
i can't get out of here
three channels on the tv
and the broadcast ends at night
some folks can watch in color
but we got just black and white
though sunday is a day of rest
you can't buy beer or wine
you can smoke 'em if you've got 'em, though,
any place or time
viet nam still rages on
then nixon's in the stew
there's riots in old birmingham
and mayhem on the news
but let's hitchhike to silver...
this payphone smells like beer
my pinto's in the shop again
i can't get out of here
three channels on the tv
and the broadcast ends at night
some folks can watch in color
but we got just black and white
though sunday is a day of rest
you can't buy beer or wine
you can smoke 'em if you've got 'em, though,
any place or time
viet nam still rages on
then nixon's in the stew
there's riots in old birmingham
and mayhem on the news
but let's hitchhike to silver...
#memories
#nostalgia
419 reads
5 Comments
Summerrain75
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2022 7:41pm
3rd Apr 2022 7:41pm
[NaPoWriMo 2022] Coming Home
Coming Home
After almost fourteen years
I finally had the chance
To visit your grave
It took me this long
To see you
And set foot on the ground
Where you are laid now
I've always wanted to go back
To this place of my youth
This place where you chose
To remain forever when you left this world
But time and circumstances did not allow me
And perhaps I wasn't ready
To come back and reconcile with the past
Seeing your grave after all these years
Brought comfort and relief to my heart
It...
After almost fourteen years
I finally had the chance
To visit your grave
It took me this long
To see you
And set foot on the ground
Where you are laid now
I've always wanted to go back
To this place of my youth
This place where you chose
To remain forever when you left this world
But time and circumstances did not allow me
And perhaps I wasn't ready
To come back and reconcile with the past
Seeing your grave after all these years
Brought comfort and relief to my heart
It...
#mother
#TimeHeals
#nostalgia
372 reads
1 Comment
Summerrain75
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2022 7:41pm
3rd Apr 2022 7:41pm
[NaPoWriMo 2022] Coming Home
Coming Home
After almost fourteen years
I finally had the chance
To visit your grave
It took me this long
To see you
And set foot on the ground
Where you are laid now
I've always wanted to go back
To this place of my youth
This place where you chose
To remain forever when you left this world
But time and circumstances did not allow me
And perhaps I wasn't ready
To come back and reconcile with the past
Seeing your grave after all these years
Brought comfort and relief to my heart
It...
After almost fourteen years
I finally had the chance
To visit your grave
It took me this long
To see you
And set foot on the ground
Where you are laid now
I've always wanted to go back
To this place of my youth
This place where you chose
To remain forever when you left this world
But time and circumstances did not allow me
And perhaps I wasn't ready
To come back and reconcile with the past
Seeing your grave after all these years
Brought comfort and relief to my heart
It...
#mother
#TimeHeals
#nostalgia
372 reads
1 Comment
Summerrain75
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2022 7:41pm
3rd Apr 2022 7:41pm
[NaPoWriMo 2022] Coming Home
Coming Home
After almost fourteen years
I finally had the chance
To visit your grave
It took me this long
To see you
And set foot on the ground
Where you are laid now
I've always wanted to go back
To this place of my youth
This place where you chose
To remain forever when you left this world
But time and circumstances did not allow me
And perhaps I wasn't ready
To come back and reconcile with the past
Seeing your grave after all these years
Brought comfort and relief to my heart
It...
After almost fourteen years
I finally had the chance
To visit your grave
It took me this long
To see you
And set foot on the ground
Where you are laid now
I've always wanted to go back
To this place of my youth
This place where you chose
To remain forever when you left this world
But time and circumstances did not allow me
And perhaps I wasn't ready
To come back and reconcile with the past
Seeing your grave after all these years
Brought comfort and relief to my heart
It...
#mother
#TimeHeals
#nostalgia
372 reads
1 Comment
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
6th Jun 2023 8:29pm
6th Jun 2023 8:29pm
Nostalgic
There is always something magic
about all things nostalgic
how the mint balm of memory
can soothe then calm me
While I again feel the flow
of lost feelings I still know
how the past tense
seems to teem with more sense
A much simpler time
when the poetry of rhyme
spoke up for itself
from every full library shelf
Tea parties with Poe and Frost
rekindling feelings long since lost
while I let the conversation steep
in matters both wide and deep
Visiting all those different ages ...
about all things nostalgic
how the mint balm of memory
can soothe then calm me
While I again feel the flow
of lost feelings I still know
how the past tense
seems to teem with more sense
A much simpler time
when the poetry of rhyme
spoke up for itself
from every full library shelf
Tea parties with Poe and Frost
rekindling feelings long since lost
while I let the conversation steep
in matters both wide and deep
Visiting all those different ages ...
#confessional
#memories
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#nostalgia
14 reads
3 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
6th Jun 2023 8:29pm
6th Jun 2023 8:29pm
Nostalgic
There is always something magic
about all things nostalgic
how the mint balm of memory
can soothe then calm me
While I again feel the flow
of lost feelings I still know
how the past tense
seems to teem with more sense
A much simpler time
when the poetry of rhyme
spoke up for itself
from every full library shelf
Tea parties with Poe and Frost
rekindling feelings long since lost
while I let the conversation steep
in matters both wide and deep
Visiting all those different ages ...
about all things nostalgic
how the mint balm of memory
can soothe then calm me
While I again feel the flow
of lost feelings I still know
how the past tense
seems to teem with more sense
A much simpler time
when the poetry of rhyme
spoke up for itself
from every full library shelf
Tea parties with Poe and Frost
rekindling feelings long since lost
while I let the conversation steep
in matters both wide and deep
Visiting all those different ages ...
#confessional
#memories
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#nostalgia
14 reads
3 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
6th Jun 2023 8:29pm
6th Jun 2023 8:29pm
Nostalgic
There is always something magic
about all things nostalgic
how the mint balm of memory
can soothe then calm me
While I again feel the flow
of lost feelings I still know
how the past tense
seems to teem with more sense
A much simpler time
when the poetry of rhyme
spoke up for itself
from every full library shelf
Tea parties with Poe and Frost
rekindling feelings long since lost
while I let the conversation steep
in matters both wide and deep
Visiting all those different ages ...
about all things nostalgic
how the mint balm of memory
can soothe then calm me
While I again feel the flow
of lost feelings I still know
how the past tense
seems to teem with more sense
A much simpler time
when the poetry of rhyme
spoke up for itself
from every full library shelf
Tea parties with Poe and Frost
rekindling feelings long since lost
while I let the conversation steep
in matters both wide and deep
Visiting all those different ages ...
#confessional
#memories
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#nostalgia
14 reads
3 Comments
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