Nostalgia Celebration Poems

Ambered hues in faded frames, a bygone era's smile,
Bakelite whispers of forgotten songs, on a crackling vinyl isle.
Daguerreotypes, ghosts of laughter, dance in sepia light,
Embers...

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Beneath the mantel's alabaster gleam
Where verdigris flames pirouette, in cerulean ballet's beam...
We gather close—a familial love—
In hallowed halls where chimes of crystal laughter, stream.
Amid the...

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"When festive seasons come, I can't but slip into memories of the time I lived with my parents making me feel that unlike photographs, memories...

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Verse 1:
In the heart of Thanksgiving's traditions, beneath God's vast, crystal blue,
Families gather 'round His table, a quilt of memories old and new.
The harvest moon,...

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People of the Night 
Atlantic House Tavern

Street lights glow on aged stone walls, 
Follow life’s beat, the old tavern calls. 
Silhouettes framed in soft window...

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We celebrate a host of things
Which true to form awareness brings
Us closer to our heartfelt past
By crafting memories that last.

In some things we participate,
Like birthdays...

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Saturday, September 23, 2023  

Coincides with first day of fall
and Autumnal equinox for said year,
where colorful splash kindled like tinder.

After I riff flecked about...

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Precious priceless progeny 

     Hands down the most dramatic change ever needed to make the most profound impact awoke from helping...

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Do you remember the deal you made with God 
I did mine it came in a dream 
Cant quite put the words on 
But when...

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My flag is not black n white with a blue streak 
My flag is not a field of white stars n scars of machine guns
My...

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Tik tok goes the clock
With each set of time
Her energetic vibrant being
turns frail
She who i'll never call by her name

In retrospect,she raged
Against this decadent diabolical...

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I am a sports car
round and sheik
I flash my headlights for him to see
I'm a caramel classic on new black streets
67 model cushiony satin seats

I'm...

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late November air,
crisp
pale with the steamy breath of borderless joy
for children who sit curbside
bundled in the bulk of layers softening cold
children (mitten heavy) 
 ...

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Our Revolution sought limitations
On imposition of regulations,
But supplications met deprecation
And castigations not reformation.

Such condescension sparked protestation
And contemplation of separation;
This supposition stirred apprehension -
A premonition of...

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slow, sweltering, solemn days 
the winter turns the skies cloud-grey at four o'clock now

recently, i've found myself missing how it was. 
they say nostalgia is...

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