Nostalgia Poems | Examples of Nostalgia Poetry

The playlist of a musicophile: In The Other Fellow's Yard sung by Jimmy Durante As Time Goes By sung by Frank Sinatra  Autumn Leaves sung by Nat King Cole Young At Heart sung by Frank Sinatra Smile sung by Nat King Cole Little Boxes by Pete Seeger Blowin' In The Wind by Bob Dylan Bridge Over Troubled Water by Simon & Garfunkel If by...

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Remember the message  on video home system tapes "Be Kind, Please Rewind", Though VHS tapes are an invention of the past Kindness still has to last; "Be kind, please rewind" Keep the next person in mind "Be kind, please rewind" Consider the next person in line VHS tapes are fading from memory but don't you forget the saying: Be kind, please rewind......

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moonlight turns raindrops into snow globe on windows reflections of us late night drive in rain drowsy eyes drop into sleep window cracked, white noise lights flickering through the rain my eyes flutter closed...

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Send me a pillow that you dream on, standing on the corner in a tuxedo suit Dean Martin is a hero, and a singer to boot Memories are made of this makes me smile so wide too As does listening to you’re nobody til somebody loves you, Fly me to the moon, so wonderful, the lyrics fine. Everybody loves somebody,...

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[Verse 1] I was half a man in a boy’s disguise, Tried to speak truth, but it came out lies. Didn’t know how to break what I couldn’t define— So I blew us up like I’d lost my mind. You were books I hadn’t read yet, Said lines I loved but never met. You danced in the rain, without regret, I stood in...

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Alas! Alas! Season near past… Age all but gone, youth comes waddling on our heels along: new lingo, with movements, though awkward youthfully strong – Alas! Alas! Fogies must step aside~ gracefully-move-on…....

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The lights blink like fireflies as laughter echoes the summer air, rides spun dizzying circles as I sniffed the scent of popcorn everywhere. Ticket stubs in sweaty palms, fingers laced with sugar thrill. Goldfish prize in plastic bag and stuffed bears won with lucky skill. Each booth--a doorway to memory, in twilight and at the break of dawn. The fun, joy, and the...

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I don't know where pieces of me have gone, it seems they just vanish, disappear without even as much as an Abracadabra, orphaned in some barren place where desire goes to die, Sure I've wasted some, threw alot away without regret, I've even given pieces of me to others, but I still have a small...

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The Ferris wheel, a spoked and sputtering crown, Pinned back the velvet dark. We paid our fee In crumpled bills, bought passage to the town Where gravity forgot to work its shift for me. Neon stuttered sermons: "Try Your Luck!" "See Freaks! Win Love!" The calliope’s thick breath, A sticky-sweet confection, made us drunk On promises spun sugar-brittle, sweet as death. We traded...

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i call his name, flowing silk that slips away. a faceless voice whispers on the breeze. i embrace the sound, wave its bouquet like a wine, and touch it with my tongue. i clutch it in my hands like running sands through my fingers. and it lingers for a moment and is gone. ...

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I miss an open fire. Warmth, these days, is breathed out of the thin lips of a plastic vent commanded by a button. There is nowhere now where I can sit and stare into the depths of a dancing flame, enter that sacred space where thoughts and mystery meet and reconnects something in me to its earliest roots. I...

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For there’s much more to remember. perhaps the walk that still embers. The distinct message at the first sight. and pin bent at the other end of the road. Waited for the travellers to haunt at night. when the moon with a smiley face to bright. A stroll to remember where one walked, with hands...

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SUNDAY MORNING DRIVE* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sunday morning drive~ no maps, no rush, just the open road, Dad at the wheel, our compass. The ribbon of road unwinding, ...

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Once I learned I’d have to pay for my sins Today I see there’s not a sin that’s not ‘in’ Once I was told to respect every teacher Today a...

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OF TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS We’ve encountered worse, and have always overcome: Likewise, with today’s:- ...

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