Nostalgia Enclosed Rhyme Poems

Flamingo (Paintings by Patricia)


Fairest flamingo of my memories, 
oh, I loved watching you from cool shadows 
reflecting your beauty in pink and rose,
gracefully wading beneath...

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Podcast lesson (re)learned today...

(May 6,2020) for umpteenth time,
no deliberate attempt to rhyme
rather to express satisfying reason
incalculable absolute value prime
mate (me) derived bliss oh so divine.

Fresh...

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Alas, we live in an imperfect world.
We long for somewhere free from strife and pain--
Some Shangri-La or Eden whence, like Cain
When driven forth in anger,...

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Choking Back The Tears!

This papa did accurately
surmise undeclared war
strong armed lance pierced my armour,
ah...how fondly he recalls
early fatherhood days of yore,
when daddy's first born girl

did...

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A long time ago when I was a boy
Christmas was a special time of the year.
A time of glad tidings and of good cheer;
memories of...

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Where snowflakes melt to nostalgic dreams
of candy cane wishes and white memories,
a child with red cheeks made friends with bare trees
and a mother made cocoa...

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What haunts you when you close your eyes
At night, about to fall asleep.
Knowing that there will be not a sheep
To count, but horrors from your...

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In this misty place where hunger finds us seeking direction, I am too close to you to be useful. When I speak, the smell of...

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I wish to reach the highest mountains 
And swim the ocean with no fear 
To fly so high, to reach the sky 
All the new...

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For so long but how long
If saw my pie then will sigh
For so long and now I long
With nostalgia I remember

Since my pie went with...

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The fast ache of absence sets in,
Gets into each space in my thoughts.
Half a dream, and it’s yesterday,
And lilies blossom as apples fall.
You, I, curling...

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Dane, “Little Dane” was my precious birth name.
And I dearly loved my grandma who was also named, Dane.
Naturally, at times, by mistake, folks said, “Jane.”
Each...

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Who should ever know, ages of time forgotten last?
They should grab hold, for new is never first.
Gentle good memories fade, bad ones burst.
Ones life gathers...

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There’s not one Halloween I count as dear
although I loved those childhood times.  If I
think back to long ago and then go by
the feelings...

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A slide show in my mind
Doing time with memories

Everything that has made me has a slide

The good, the bad, the insanely mad
The gained, the lost
All...

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