Old Fashioned Poems - Poems about Old Fashioned

In the silence of the world echoes the sound of old-fashioned verses

In the silence of the world echoes the sound of old-fashioned verses, full of desires and whispers,
where the rhymes of love intertwine with the thread of time, losing themselves in the distant horizon,
I give you everything I have, without reservation, each moment flowing like a river of unbroken emotions,
what is mine becomes yours, and yours

Old Fashioned Romance

Love, love, the old fashioned way
With courtships that lasted more than a day
This new modern age of total free love
Has its appeal but missing the hugs
It's straight to the bedroom on the very first date
Never a thought of perhaps we should wait
Back in the day we wanted a virgin
To experience together the joys of flirting
The

Old Fashioned Love

I want an old fashioned love,
One that misses me when I sleep, 
The kind of love that'll sit me down, 
And wash my tired feet.

The kind of love that sends me things, 
Just to see me grin,
I want the kind of love, 
That started as a friend. 

I want an old fashioned love, 
That will

Old-Fashioned Parloring

Old-fashioned parloring. Dreaming
of friendship with tea and cakes.

Feathered fascinators, blooming hats,
all dressed like a bountiful bouquet.

Chatterbox of lovely talk, liveliness
in eyes and lips. Excitement of togetherness.

A cozy of ladies is the best. Dress us up,
kiss us with tasty treats and sips of chai.

Such is the picture of yesteryear, placed
in the Southerner's space. Children pass by

with

Just an Old Fashioned Love Poem

All the dreams we talked about 
All the words we spoke 
I really loved you Bluebird 
It wasn't just a joke
And I still do, the fact remains
For you I always will
Have a space inside my heart
That only you can fill
And if the day should ever come
Where longing's in the past
My love for you will still

Old fashioned love

Love takes different steps in different cultures, 
If touching means a show of affection, 
If holding hands in privacy mean anything, 
It's a sincere show of love in my old-fashioned way.. 

If a few minutes of conversation, 
Brings your mind to loving affection, 
If going out with the love and families mean anything, 
It’s the

Old Fashioned

No door I won't hold open
Old fashioned's my campaign 
I'll give you my umbrella 
And walk out in the rain 
I'll stand until you're seated 
I'll offer you my chair 
I'll listen to you when you speak
Because I really care
Would a serenade make you happy?
If so, that's what I'll do
I'll treat you like a lady
Only

Recipe for Good Old-Fashioned Depression

Ingredients:

~ A pint of stress
~A cup of anxiety 
~A tablespoon of guilt
~A pinch of regret
~A dash of hopelessness
~A sprinkle of self-doubt

Directions:

- Mix all the ingredients in a large bowl
- Stir well until you feel a lump in your throat
- Pour the mixture into a baking pan
- Preheat the oven to 350°F
- Bake for 30 minutes

ITs AN OLD FASHIONED

It’s an old-fashioned
Bell - a silver-tingling, it’s a-ringing
The choir’s singing
Their wrists a-swinging, up and down

It’s an old-fashioned
Carriage ride, abiding on the crunchy snow
Fresh and new
Flakes still falling, silently blowing

It’s an old-fashioned
Popcorn string, winding ‘round the pine
Some popped
Into cherub mouths, those kids grinning

It’s an old-fashioned
Reading of the ghosts of past, present, future
Chills from the draft
As the

OLD-FASHIONED GIFT

You may think me a bit old-fashioned…sometimes I know I do…
but when it comes to presents this Christmas…or any day…
in my heart I know this to be true….

The only present I ever wish for…
the one that keeps my life on track…
is to have someone to say ‘I love you’ to me
and for them to hear

OLD-FASHIONED GIFT

You may think me a bit old-fashioned…sometimes I know I do…
but when it comes to presents this Christmas…or any day…
in my heart I know this to be true….

The only present I ever wish for…
the one that keeps my life on track…
is to have someone to say ‘I love you’ to me
and for them to hear

A Lifetime

A rotted old house deep in the South
Was where I learned to shut my mouth
And keep my stockings high and my hems low
And take care of babies and learn to sew

And the very first thing I stitched together
Was made of cotton that had heathered
Was a pair of pants like my Papa wore
“For wearin’ ‘round the

The Old Fashioned Kind

Gentlemen always say ‘Ladies first.’
Women always seem to adore it;
Masculine ways charm naysayers,
feminine tears a man does not permit;

Flower bouquet given for no reason, 
power to bring a smile and calm mind;
Shower of laughter and a bear hug,
our love is the old fashioned kind.

Old-Fashioned Fools

A bagel shop displays a sign
That says, “No dogs allowed,”
But rules are rarely followed now
And signs leave no one cowed.

So oftentimes when I walk by,
A canine on a leash 
Strolls in as if his owner 
Sees the words, but can’t capeesh.*

The doctor’s office posts a note:
“No cell phone use inside,”
With which most waiting patients 
Somehow

An Old Fashioned Love

I was a dedicated, expert arborist, bringing joy and comfort to shady spaces,
As mountains give cool joy to blooms, in butterscotch afternoon's last traces.

A love of trees grew in youth, when climbing our oak, four hundred years old,
Then having fun in my tree house, soaked in fervor of sunshine uncontrolled.

I kept gnarled, graceful trees healthy,

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