Rose Nostalgia Poems

Ohio and Kent State
were far away from Australia.
But like America, the Vietnam war
hung like a noose around
the collective neck of the Nation. 
We were fired...

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Born December 5, 1961,
blonde cherubic, lips of rose buds,
eyes of the bluest baby innocence.
Remember the 1960's brother,
Massapequa proud, Long Island.
Our Cedar Street,
lined once with what...

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It burns its way out of wood
resembling a fiery rose, 
and penetrates the gloom 
with gleams and bloom.

It murmurs ceaselessly, 
its breath an autumnal aroma,
with...

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While in an antique shop, I came across a wood stove
The cast iron, covered in rust, had seen better times
I admired it as it stood...

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Broken pieces 
Glued masterpieces 
Wilted rose 
Heartbreak composed 
Musical notes 
Long lost quotes...

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HALCYON DAYS

Seeing the past through rose coloured glasses
And memories with a tinge of happier times
Was it always the case that the past was nice
And never...

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"dreams of visions"

once suns rose and moons beamed
our names called to one another
whispering desires and love

suddenly when lights dimmed
calling you to home of heaven
my heart...

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When the magic spell is broken and the fog begins to lift.
And the heat of the day breaks through and clarity is no longer adrift.

The...

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vaudeville stepped off the stage
and leapt into the living room
with hot topic-tuned antenna views

shy ventriloquists turned from radio
to television with a vision to be seen

juggling...

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You could hear the sounds
of sideshow alley blaring out
from a mile away. The hollow,
metallic rasp of music
and glow of coloured lights rose
in a huge bubble...

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One time my dad bought me a yellow rose in New York City
Took a photo in front of St. Patrick's-- felt loved & pretty. :)...

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That small town Christmas spirit...
It grew a little brighter
just after Thanksgiving.

Garlands were wrapped around
every light pole lining the main street.
Multi-colored light strings
outlined every window.
The drug...

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Burning midnight afternoon
waiting for you in the square lived
from love to psyche...
The pigeons consumed
my bread meal and I dreamed
just to hold you...
After a thousand kisses...

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Hello Sunshine, Good day World
May I but sip from the Chalice
Rain, a rose, Quiet repose
The Warm that is Linda Alice


written by Michael in 1975

(I found...

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I was a famous conductor, and performing beautiful  music was my joy,
As diamond sunshine, to pervade darkness, finds any means to employ.

Music had long...

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