Poems About Nostalgia by Top Critiquers
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Poems about nostalgia by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
8th Aug 2023 10:00pm
8th Aug 2023 10:00pm
The day all the socks matched up (with recording)
I awoke gently, wrapped in sunbeams and your leisurely arms.
The coffee was strong and patient.
All the pieces fit smoothly.
The poems wrote themselves, and rock ‘n roll did the chores.
Words were enjoyed for soul-sharing and fun, as shame took a long vacation.
All the meetings were constructive and punctual.
Laughter flickered like warming flames between songs and friends and forest adventures.
Ocean thunder cracked my heart wide open.
All the flies left me alone in the garden.
As dew amplified the scent of cooling...
The coffee was strong and patient.
All the pieces fit smoothly.
The poems wrote themselves, and rock ‘n roll did the chores.
Words were enjoyed for soul-sharing and fun, as shame took a long vacation.
All the meetings were constructive and punctual.
Laughter flickered like warming flames between songs and friends and forest adventures.
Ocean thunder cracked my heart wide open.
All the flies left me alone in the garden.
As dew amplified the scent of cooling...
#happiness
#music
#nostalgia #luck
#nostalgia #luck
422 reads
18 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 3:50am
19th Feb 2025 3:50am
Miami!
Calle Ocho
Look a roacho
it must be Miami!
teeming with humanity
cut with a knife humidity
Miami it must be
La la
Mama Mia!
Santeria!
In the canals the dead goats float
Out in the bay
on any given day
square grouper are afloat
See them from your speeding boat
A penthouse on Brickell Ave
Big bucks you must have
or else it's Kendall Drive for you
Yikes, that's me! what can I do?
Oh, neato
another mosquito
soon you'll have no blood
Will Miami be here
in another year ...
Look a roacho
it must be Miami!
teeming with humanity
cut with a knife humidity
Miami it must be
La la
Mama Mia!
Santeria!
In the canals the dead goats float
Out in the bay
on any given day
square grouper are afloat
See them from your speeding boat
A penthouse on Brickell Ave
Big bucks you must have
or else it's Kendall Drive for you
Yikes, that's me! what can I do?
Oh, neato
another mosquito
soon you'll have no blood
Will Miami be here
in another year ...
#nostalgia
#travel
97 reads
3 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 1:29am
15th Feb 2025 1:29am
sorry your phone’s broke
older I get
hungry and go
to the café
but it’s not a café
anymore
it’s a bloody mobile phone
repair shop
I wonder
what went
wrong
hungry and go
to the café
but it’s not a café
anymore
it’s a bloody mobile phone
repair shop
I wonder
what went
wrong
#aging
#food
#nostalgia #technology
#nostalgia #technology
78 reads
3 Comments
Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 2:20pm
13th Mar 2025 2:20pm
Without Music the World Dies
Each Auld Lang Sin
drinking to the absent,
one day, my dears,
your glasses will be empty
An urn awaiting our turn
may the ashes lie as stubble
on the statues of great people
Strumming until the drumming
became the faint rhythm of dying dreams,
emotional air-raids exhausted our hearts
until, finally, someone shot our plane from the sky
drinking to the absent,
one day, my dears,
your glasses will be empty
An urn awaiting our turn
may the ashes lie as stubble
on the statues of great people
Strumming until the drumming
became the faint rhythm of dying dreams,
emotional air-raids exhausted our hearts
until, finally, someone shot our plane from the sky
#death
#hope
#music #nostalgia
#music #nostalgia
91 reads
1 Comment
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
12th Jun 2024 5:56pm
12th Jun 2024 5:56pm
Somewhere In The Midst Of Time
SIOUX FALLS, SOUTH DAKOTA
The Present
Sephora gulped in a breath of air. She coughed violently to regain the rhythm of her breathing.
Palos patted Sephora on the back.
“Are you alright?”
“I...” She looked up. “Sir Pious.”
Who the fuck is this person you continue to refer me as?”
Sephora looked around. She realized she was in her bedroom.
“Sir Pious, I had an unusual dream.”
Palos stood. He was done with this crazy woman’s mumbling bullshit.
“You are a fucking...
The Present
Sephora gulped in a breath of air. She coughed violently to regain the rhythm of her breathing.
Palos patted Sephora on the back.
“Are you alright?”
“I...” She looked up. “Sir Pious.”
Who the fuck is this person you continue to refer me as?”
Sephora looked around. She realized she was in her bedroom.
“Sir Pious, I had an unusual dream.”
Palos stood. He was done with this crazy woman’s mumbling bullshit.
“You are a fucking...
#nostalgia
#UnrequitedLove
#ForbiddenLove #rose
#ForbiddenLove #rose
417 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
1st May 2023 6:32am
1st May 2023 6:32am
snapshots of a night out
1. I miss the feeling of anticipation
sitting, fidgeting at the train station
waiting for the night to begin
It's been too long
that I've felt this alive
just waiting for something to happen
2. Your arms make me feel
like I'm 22 again
when I was love starved
and begging for body warmth
and touch
But I'm not 22 anymore
and love starved
and your arms are a safety net
in a place that has a history
of being anything but safe
3. You know you're in the city
when you open a...
sitting, fidgeting at the train station
waiting for the night to begin
It's been too long
that I've felt this alive
just waiting for something to happen
2. Your arms make me feel
like I'm 22 again
when I was love starved
and begging for body warmth
and touch
But I'm not 22 anymore
and love starved
and your arms are a safety net
in a place that has a history
of being anything but safe
3. You know you're in the city
when you open a...
#music
#memories
#nostalgia
272 reads
1 Comment
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
10th Mar 2019 10:38pm
10th Mar 2019 10:38pm
Backwards slow(ly)
All day I felt like it, You know when You almost feel like
Vomiting nothing?
And then on into my afternoon, I felt like it.
Then in the evening came the tears but still no bile
No sulfuric acid
No release.
I nearly saw You in life
almost every postmortem
of affection
amidst my tears I thought,
“ HELL YEAH …..i’m a slow return (to)
back
back
back
backwards, me”
Last night You felt me distancing myself from You
From us.
Yes
Today it is more so
only stronger and with...
Vomiting nothing?
And then on into my afternoon, I felt like it.
Then in the evening came the tears but still no bile
No sulfuric acid
No release.
I nearly saw You in life
almost every postmortem
of affection
amidst my tears I thought,
“ HELL YEAH …..i’m a slow return (to)
back
back
back
backwards, me”
Last night You felt me distancing myself from You
From us.
Yes
Today it is more so
only stronger and with...
#depression
#moon
#spiritual
#memories
#nostalgia
556 reads
9 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 4:45am
21st Jan 2025 4:45am
who were we fooling
all those times that
went before us when
we were as young as
a new spring rising
going downtown on
a Friday or Saturday
shopping for clothes,
records, having lunch
laughing too loud
cursing too much
asking to bum a
smoke from a friend
sneaking a six pack
we were unafraid,
immortal and forver
beautiful like an oil
painting by Vermeer
believing we knew
the world better than ...
went before us when
we were as young as
a new spring rising
going downtown on
a Friday or Saturday
shopping for clothes,
records, having lunch
laughing too loud
cursing too much
asking to bum a
smoke from a friend
sneaking a six pack
we were unafraid,
immortal and forver
beautiful like an oil
painting by Vermeer
believing we knew
the world better than ...
#bittersweet
#nostalgia
95 reads
4 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
3rd May 2022 2:02pm
3rd May 2022 2:02pm
The Angle of Incidence
The Angle of Incidence
An experience,
However
Temporarily
Escaping
The daily
Run
Of the mill
Routine,
May
Feel
Well
Worth it
If the angle
Of incidence
Covers
The gap
Between
The unnumbed
Reality
Of stark living
And that
Pounding
Sense
Of mindless
Security
That
Comes
In the wake
Of turning
Off
The accountability
For the life
Someone
Seems
To have made
For...
An experience,
However
Temporarily
Escaping
The daily
Run
Of the mill
Routine,
May
Feel
Well
Worth it
If the angle
Of incidence
Covers
The gap
Between
The unnumbed
Reality
Of stark living
And that
Pounding
Sense
Of mindless
Security
That
Comes
In the wake
Of turning
Off
The accountability
For the life
Someone
Seems
To have made
For...
#teens
#marriage
#LifeCycle #nostalgia
#LifeCycle #nostalgia
370 reads
5 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
21st Feb 2021 1:08am
21st Feb 2021 1:08am
Yesterday's dying Light
yesterday's dying light
a lonely meander
in misty memories
raucous laughter
of people with their barking dogs
excited woofs
at passing angered felines
that hisses and yowls
a sight worth sighing for
again
wishing to return to days
without the screaming silence
longing again for bubbling brooks
the call and buzzes of cicadas
the tolls and clanging of bells
in the distant church
now mere existing in twilight memory
in yesterday's fading light
the rain...
a lonely meander
in misty memories
raucous laughter
of people with their barking dogs
excited woofs
at passing angered felines
that hisses and yowls
a sight worth sighing for
again
wishing to return to days
without the screaming silence
longing again for bubbling brooks
the call and buzzes of cicadas
the tolls and clanging of bells
in the distant church
now mere existing in twilight memory
in yesterday's fading light
the rain...
#love
#nostalgia
467 reads
2 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
30th Mar 2021 8:00pm
30th Mar 2021 8:00pm
Pacman; Ghosts of the past
Haven't the ghosts driven you crazy yet?
Their attitude is not encouraging
Life after life, is it the same as before?
So what is this zeal for? ...
Fighting ghosts, even after death,
Break on a visit, chase and break bones with
ethereal jaws, worn out mouths
On a completely virtual firmament
They feed on lives, and only live on that
You get stronger, but only for a while
You change roles, but again a blow to your crown
And even the end of the game is not the end,
the Credits lie
Always wandering...
Their attitude is not encouraging
Life after life, is it the same as before?
So what is this zeal for? ...
Fighting ghosts, even after death,
Break on a visit, chase and break bones with
ethereal jaws, worn out mouths
On a completely virtual firmament
They feed on lives, and only live on that
You get stronger, but only for a while
You change roles, but again a blow to your crown
And even the end of the game is not the end,
the Credits lie
Always wandering...
#conflict
#lies
#betrayal
#LifeStruggles
#nostalgia
631 reads
31 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
6th Mar 2022 10:51am
6th Mar 2022 10:51am
Melatonin
I used to dream a rockstar dream
then I realized it wasn't for me
so I started writing poetry
gave me a bit of that feeling
looking back at my life
I had a lot of wonderful moments
like when I first met my wife
we lived apart but made it work
when I finally held her
I promised to never let go
oh melatonin
send me a dream
make it the best I've ever seen
of all the great moments in my life
come rushing back at one time
playing old games on my snes
making foods that my mom used to make
pretending...
then I realized it wasn't for me
so I started writing poetry
gave me a bit of that feeling
looking back at my life
I had a lot of wonderful moments
like when I first met my wife
we lived apart but made it work
when I finally held her
I promised to never let go
oh melatonin
send me a dream
make it the best I've ever seen
of all the great moments in my life
come rushing back at one time
playing old games on my snes
making foods that my mom used to make
pretending...
#SelfReflection
#nostalgia
626 reads
5 Comments
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