Sea Nostalgia Poems

You’re like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again. - Maggie Stiefvater,...

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No gondolas are gliding under bridges, 
it's a lagoon without classic songs;
pigeons are huddled and do not coo, 
they're frightened by the murky blue! ...

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"Wistful/Wishful: sometimes if a word can ever be realized, just an 'alphabet' change will suffice," ... by the Poet

The coconuts have gone awry,
and its fronds...

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The cliffs are being  eaten away 
By the constant pulsing tide.
Now just a short walk from the lane
When it  was once a short...

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After college graduation,
Oh, so many years ago,
I traveled throughout Europe,
All my youthful seeds to sow.

With my friends, I took a ferry
To a popular Greek isle
Which...

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Oh, for Summer days of youth
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Staring at the ceiling in dark
Missing ur eyes full of spark..
Was ur eyes something in which I got lost.. 
I want ur gaze maybe at...

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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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How to navigate this labyrinthine called life?
So many hurdles, so much strife
Complicated maze we can get lost
Anxiety takes over we count the cost.

My prayer at...

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Ecstatic, electrifying, exhilaration ignites inside,
Inspiring my soul to capture the hope,
Songs echoing on the coast where there is light,
Silent light tossing, trembling, tempting my thoughts,
Into...

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On the cliff at the Worm’s Head 
High above the horns of the bay
I see the surfers ride great waves
With horses’ manes
That ever fail, but...

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Accidentally, or not
It was meant to be
Life descends to tiny dot 
No more news for me
In an open sea a sail
Swings among the waves
You look...

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I ride the train of passing time
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Summer time sunsets
A smoky haze from the bonfire
Dancing gladiators
As clouds

Smiles hold steady
This is our glorious moment today
And a blessed memory soon
To be

Hidden feelings haunt
Ready to...

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The salmon tasted like the seashore, 
like salty air and gulls crying,
flying overhead on the cold breeze. 

It tasted like relatives coming together
around a picnic...

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