Nostalgia Beauty Poems

The view at the peak
Is like bride's wedding dress
To old-school clique....

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Autumn gone, now winter frost,
Reflections return, times long lost.
Words, pictures plucked from air, 
Those I know are always there.

Sixty years ago and more,
When life and...

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Some Mimosa trees are still bare,
such a deep sadness they declare;
lethargy is another form of bitter sobriety...
when sorrow looms amid spectacular beauty!

Luke after school assumes...

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falling from the tree's autumn leaves paint the ground a colorful quilt.
crunching underfoot the sound of nostalgia memories of fall
red, orange, and gold a firework...

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Don't forget
My Love...
My bud ... ,
My tenderness.
You have the key to my heart,
And you will always be in my soul
I love you
My princess
Now and forever.

My...

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Dazzling
Day-dreaming
Eyes
Entice

Golden hair-beams 
Create bizarre streams
Adolescence
In extravagance 

Nasal nostalgia 
Owing chionophobia
Spin 
Her ivory skin

Precognition 
Finds recognition
Harmonized skies   
Romanticize
...

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The decor of laces,
And fragrance of lavenders,
In the land of Georgia,
With attire of antiques,

The melody of wind chimes,
Echoing in harmony with grand piano,
Like heaven is...

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Written: October 22, 2023 For Dilly Dally Tritina Contest
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Her golden,
And exotic hair,
Sweet,
With her lillies,

She gave her love,
Blowing kisses,
In the wind,

She left her Beauty,
Everywhere,
Blowing kisses,
In the wind,

She gave her love,
Blowing kisses,
In the wind,

Her soul,
Sweet,
With...

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Let the moon dream,
In our night sky,
So your sigh,
May caress its stars,

Ballerina, in the rainbow hours,
Your sighs bloom,
Like the roses,
Elegant, sweet, and rugged,
Glowing upon your...

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Shes still the same,
Though her garments,
Change,
Like the seasons,

Her Beauty is still nice,
Kind with its nostalgia,
Though the streets,
Are empty,
And the trees,
Are shedding its leaves,

Her love still...

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Enchanting cabaret lady,
In your sequined dresses,
And velvet blazers,
Your beauty dances,
With your Brows,
Like wings,

As your love sparkles,
Within,
Like a star,
Within the hymns,
of night sky,
Your breasts,
Tender,
and,
compassionate hills,
Where a...

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The hem of her skirt,
Billows,
With her fond sweetness,
As she upon her stilletos,
Balances,
Within,
A diamond stillness,

Her hem,
Sighs,
With a nostalgia,
Of romance,
In the undulant wind,

Waves of surreal petals,
As the...

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The midnight streets,
Are empty,
And the ladies,
Are filled,
With longings,
And croissants,

The moon,
Has lit,
Its candle,
From within,
And the songbirds,
Are filled,
With nostalgia,
And wine,

The autumn trees,
Are shedding,
Their leaves,
And the jazz,
Is shedding...

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Tonight 

I rediscovered 

Boulevard of Broken 

Dreams on a jaunt through 

Glasgow’s October-lit streets. Rain 

drippin’ off chin. Momentarily wishing 

I was more like I...

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