Mom Nostalgia Poems

Ripping nostalgia right out of my veins
Crippled curtains living in psycho domains
We demolished this city not just this city the World
I can't live slow enough...

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Mental bilocation is a complex but genuine experience occurring more frequently, than commonly thought. 

First time I experienced it I was twelve and it was...

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My childhood of the 1960's,
all those years ago,
feels like a Saturday in my
journey nostalgic.
The Cowsill's song "Flower Girl,"
their purity of song, of smiles.
A daydream streams,
of...

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I am a frozen bowl lady! A frozen bowl lady!
I will come at your call, to fritz your icies, Said Sadie.
We did not understand at...

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Don’t you remember? That one time
When we were young and adventurous 
We settled on shared breath between
Pine trees and our neighbors oak
Tugging on leaves like...

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I let you cut my hair.
Whether you were doing well
Or about to make a fool
Of your only daughter
Completely irrelevant
As I focused on your
Darting nervous eyes
The...

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I found it behind an old work bench, water stained and curled on the corners, looking as forgotten as an out-of-luck beggar. But like in...

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teen magazine was popular in 1965 when I was thirteen
mom had Better Homes and Garden, Redbook and Women’s Day.
it was only right that my identical...

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Remember stuck on 
band-aid brand,
Because band-aid 
is stuck on you?
  Remember when
 the furniture was
Made from wicker 
and bamboo?

  Remember three
 on a...

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Don't Let Go

Life gets hard, 
and seems...
overwhelming at times. 
Don't let go. 

Life gets rough, 
not just at the edges, 
but all over. 
Don't let...

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A meeting of two moms can be a wonderful thing a meeting of two minds is a beautiful thing…

Shortly after we moved into our new...

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Everyone helped clean up after dinner.
Dad, Mom, brother and me.
Mom created the casserole.
Daddy baked the pumpkin pie.

I set the table.
Brother washed the floor.
We all worked...

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best Halloween was in 1962
I was a fairy with silver tinseled wings
felt angelic in virginal white shiny gown
aluminum foil wand looked fancy
I felt pretty maybe...

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We cannot come now the ladybug sang with accord.
We are smelling the starch on the ironing board.
The baby mouse agreed, she loved the smell of...

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When I was a child,
I went picking blueberries,
I was perhaps three.
My mom and two sisters were
all the family I knew.

I recall when mom
taught me to...

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