Nostalgia Poems | Examples of Nostalgia Poetry

~ To the tune of: 'Where Have All the Flowers Gone?' ~ Where have all the comics gone ...Read the rest...

Even now, she could recall the intoxicating ecstasy that consumed her as the blade bit and tore. A perverse mix of terror and dominance, an unholy sacrament enacted to satisfy depravities that should have died...Read the rest...

do you think i belong here? so close to you, so near oh Penelope did you hear? she wants me right there.. but I am lost in deep mess in a pit, a fissure, an Abyss oh canopy of tall...Read the rest...

For so long, I wondered my life ‘neath the palms ...Read the rest...

On swift wings, blessed by the light, who pours out the melody, scriptures come to life – in the song, joyful noises, crafted by hope, soothing away the dark, coloring the life in gentle truth, praises poured out, all through...Read the rest...

Raibow Bridge, A Haiku Trilogy We found you,dear cat. ‘Lovey’.dead you, beauty you. Our soul tears ,splash, splash. ...Read the rest...

Under the tree, I sit once again A long decade it has been Before, a girl, lost and alone A woman into which she has grown Memories flood me as I look back Knowledge abundant, previously lack So many changes,...Read the rest...

A piece of brown crap metal What could I do with it? I did not know, but I knew I would have to try Since it was free, I lugged it home Seashells with holes Discarded by a button factory Thousands...Read the rest...

beautiful spring day I need a convertible driving the fast lane playing seventies music loving beach boys on fire...Read the rest...

They keep on rolling as the incoming, rapid waves splash, and with them they bring an army of hungry shellfish; a cemetery of shells pave the long stretch of this beach... never walk barefoot: as Lora did, she...Read the rest...

They keep on rolling as the incoming, rapid waves splash, and with them they bring an army of hungry shellfish; a cemetery of shells pave the long stretch of this beach... never walk barefoot: as Lora did, she...Read the rest...

I miss those days of hopscotch Doing handstands against the wall Skipping, riding bikes, running free Playing with friends…. having a ball! Those days of youthful exuberance and excitement Of joyful simplicity personified Not knowing back then its true beauty...Read the rest...

I did half a cart wheel once pooped a quarter don't ask OK, i also tried the dog food the crunchy stuff wasn't bad I'll still eat the last cookie and love taking the large strawberry that sits atop the display whenever...Read the rest...

"When Silence Speaks" poetry contest. Sponsor: Craig Cornish 2nd Place. Date Submitted: 07/05/2024 the air conditioner soothing my heated skin fire brick curtains with their red dyed orange bumblebee rays peeking through gaps in between, they have so much...Read the rest...

Town Full Of Sound I use to live in A town full of sound With Roller Coasters And Merry Go Round Horns would blast To sound an alarm I use to live in A town full of sound I use to live...Read the rest...