Boyfriend Nostalgia Poems

Oh, the 1990's,
songs by Seattle grunge,
and boy band's romanticism.
Daughter was a cheerleader beauty,
blonde effervescence.
Petite strength,
with her smile of enthusiasm,
tossed up in adolescent flight..
Friday night varsity...

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Revving Up Life

Half asleep by my window
watching swirling snow
outside - memories drift
like a slide show, pictures
of my youth so long ago,
almost as real to me...

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i laugh at myself
glancing over at you at the otherside of the room
smiling with that charm you somehow always manage to possess

i manage to look...

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she could have been 
his sun
to light his path 
to far away 
meadows 
he could not stand 
her piercing 
brightness 
he settled 
for the moon...

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Old
    fashioned
    courtesies,
    from days gone by.
    On their first date, trying hard...

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Around the corner and down the block of the last street but one
in a dusty rose chair of faded glory on the lawn of a...

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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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I didn't know I could feel
Or open my soul and reveal
All these emotions, so real
To you, my fire, my zeal. 

If only I could rewind...

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That record player my older sister tried to hide,
with Foreigner, The Bangles and Madonna intensified. 
Me only ten, yet in love with the sexy New...

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For twenty two moments, wracking your brain
In the past he would’ve stood still but today matters
Three years in purgatory and I lost my ring.
Hold her...

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it's not the sun that rises each morning
it's my mind setting into the light;

it's not the sun that sets each evening
it's her soul rising onto...

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autumn skies and fallen leaves,
blue eyes that pierced me;
the one i wish to marry....

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When we were nine
and yearning, outcasted
I did not understand the bruised
nature of your soul. Perhaps I
do not understand even now.
I remember
how I criticized you for...

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How I Met My Hubby (Summer 1955 ~ using 1950s slang)

I answered the horn—it was my friend, Bobby.
He told me he knows someone I might...

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No one is permanent.

You wake up, get dressed and go to school,

you walk down the same hallway

and go to the same class at the same...

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