Sorry Nostalgia Poems

They would ripen all at once
under a hot sun and hang
in a sugary glut only for a day 
or two before starting to spoil. 
I...

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The sudden eighties music craze,
had gone beyond the norm,
the local supermarket,
was swept along by the storm,
as more and more of the shoppers,
joined in with the...

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What is? 
Fortitude. 
Let that sink in for a while. 
Missed the mark. Damn names, 
who's falling behind, body or mind? 
Image, like you know...

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White foam crashes with memories of conversations here, an awful date there;
welcoming steam floats around work deadlines, lecture notes and scrawls.

Cupped hands warm around porcelain...

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Was here yesterday morning, disappeared this afternoon 
Gone a certain aegis, like the wearing off of perfume 
See nothing can last forever, time elopes with...

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She experienced life
in her own way

The way a woman will.

At times she loved a man.
At times she was alone.

Collecting Memories,

Like shells on a beach
Or stored...

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Don't Look Blind

The flowers I bought you are still in their vase
Dried out and dropping their petals like tears
The hours we wasted were never a...

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Say bye-bye to these:
    "Hold, please." (Hold what?)
    Typewriter Repairman Ads
    "Dial this number..." (What's 'dial?')...

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Hi Soupers, 

Please do read my new short story about the birth of Jesus.  

"MooMoo's Manger Story"


(I don't know how to edit it. I...

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Magic silver key,
fits into my silver shoes.
I was now set free,
I now owned many sidewalks.
My new skates were a big thrill.

 

Date Written: 8/4/2022

2 Place

Childhood...

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as the Towers die away 
alone on a beach where thunderheads Roll 
where I stood far from
shards of glass fire, horror, disaster
they televised only elemental...

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Where have all the leaders gone,
those whose words match how they act?
I mourn the death of honesty and sincere respect for fact.
What happened to religion,...

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Nostalgia is creeping up on me,
       Walking back into history.
       Back then, we...

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See, I've been wallowing in it for far too long
knee deep sunk in it even at times 
eyes too marred by melancholy to see the...

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Butterfly wings have left me and gone ... gone.
Uphill I flew wearing, beautiful wings;
Through the thicket, and green pastoral lawn, 
Through the rice fields, I...

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