Nostalgia Identity Poems

For decades, motor cars
have driven past in haste,
eyes not straying far
from the highway to where,
set back and obscured
by scrub,
an abandoned farm
is slowly succumbing to rot.
I...

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The midnight pokes out from under the dirt,
navy, with chrome trim, catching the moon’s eye,
that Ally Sheedy fringe can’t help but flirt,
as her 1970’s Audi...

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A few things represent me:
The color grey for example,
She's a beaute, isn't she?
I've felt drawn to her, especially when my soul had been just that,...

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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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I’ve been away from home.
I need to end my roam.
I’ve been on many flights.
I’ve seen so many sights.
I’ve been to many lands,
And walked on different...

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Feathered hat, fife and drum
    Doodle's entrance a smash
  Though in the air, all around him
    float sweet...

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That he made me an ordinary unknown identity
Neither mystical nor unique
As one amongst the ordinary lot
Aware that most of the guests attending the posh do
Raise...

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1.
I need courage
To live CHRIST-ian
I tasted intimacy
In Triune Communion

2.
At my age
With second family
I cannot complain
Except for spirituality
I wanted visions
Of Jesus, Trinity

3.
Can't see Face
God's. And live?
I...

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Hortense and Gertrude
   Priscilla, Imogene
Once-popular names
   no more to be seen

Isadore, Cornelius
  Cyrus and Mortimer
Back in the day such
 ...

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And once again I whisper, "Wrong number."
Twisting the cold cord around my finger,
Sitting there, as cool as a cucumber 
Still knowing why I will always...

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See, I've been wallowing in it for far too long
knee deep sunk in it even at times 
eyes too marred by melancholy to see the...

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Some people believe in taking it to their Lord in prayer 
I on the other hand believe in tipping it into the seas in tears...

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I had a dream to dissolve my body
Into harmony and song. 
Not to be appraised course or consequence,
But the ecstasy for which I long.

I’d seen...

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Peace and love lots of slang man
I'm feeling groovy tonight
I was a flower child still stand
wishing we could all unite
although they protested
in their maxi dresses
and...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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