Nostalgia Lullaby Poems

I sing my thoughts a lullaby
And beg them to be still
Unruly children full of play
They go against my will

Another game of hide and seek
Each one...

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From roses to peonies, from peonies to lovers
im swinging on the bench during the deepest Halloween night like a crazy cicada enamorada wrapped around the...

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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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up on the moors, sweet love
shadows dance at dusk.
low across the purple shades
wild ponies whinny 
and snuffle steam into brown grass
while curlews cry the sun...

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The weekend is here again
And if I have my way
I'm going to spend my spare time
Watching films starring Doris Day

In nineteen forty nine
Ten years before...

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A Lullaby to my mother

Ghostly Song

Whisper a name in a song that you hear
Could that name, be mine?
Sing the song, with ghostly wrongs
Sailing the waves...

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Sing me a lullaby of the dead morning
When stars fall for my final departure;
Sing me a lullaby of the dear mourning,
And let me sleep while...

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Evening has quietly tiptoed away on slippered feet
Houses up and down the street are silhouettes

A garden looks white- washed in moonlight, 
And the faint sound...

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Sound that brings
Back memories
Sounds that make
One cry
 
…From an ol’ music box…

Sound that tears
Tears from one’s eyes
And wrenches forth
Deep sighs

…Nothing quite like an ol’ music...

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Oh, how did I forget flecked fields of white
where fairest petals synchronized their dance,
and beauty’s cadence sung to ears romance,
as Monet’s clouds rose lilting notes...

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In a house by a highway by a railroad 
Eyes open to a self-set sleep-destroying buzzer 
That waking mind impudently pretends 
To ignore. 
Penetrating the...

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Midnight in my window, shines gold in the room
With a white-washed patina, to soften the gloom 
Sounds of the rafters,  speak like old friends
And...

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If I can not be held in her arms, or weep into the cradle of her neck
and smell the sweet sweat, smoke and cover girl...

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My spirit becomes one with my words
Standing without shame - dancing together with my soul
Even though my heart…
Walks upon soil that bathes my feet with...

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Sailing on a ship of dreams, through a deep and starlit night
The wind softly hums a lullaby, as the sails catch the pale moonlight
Indigo waters...

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