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Old Times Poems - Poems about Old Times

Dime Bag Days
Take me back to the dime bag days when we were hotel hippies, thirsty for trouble and stuck in a state of delirium. Our souls were scattered messes among the unbent hills - dreaming of rebellion and freedom, pockets...

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Categories: old times, addiction,
Form: Free verse
I Hope It Dies
The thought of me that came into your mind, It grew; It blossomed; You thwarted it; Hopefully you are letting it wilt and die. I do not want to ignite old flames. I want to believe your words were true; After all you said them, But my mind acts as if it has a mind of its own. It's been months but still it...

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Categories: old times, blue, break up, emotions,
Form: Prose Poetry



Premium Member Old Times
Over the years things have changed. Looking back at the funny photos. Dad wore sneakers on the beach. Time where have you gone? Ineed a memory replay. Mom with her apron on. Eeating home cooked meals. Smells did linger though the house. Date Written: 11/26/2020 4 Place ANY NEW ACROSTIC ABOUT NOSTALGIAContest Judged:  1/9/2021 Sponsored by: Line Gauthier...

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Categories: old times, beach, family, food, fun,
Form: Acrostic
Old Times and New Times
old times and knew times I was thinking about how I live now in a big apartment with four bedrooms and their bathroom, and I study for me. As a child, my mother and two other siblings had two rooms and half a kitchen; the other half belonged to a woman who had one room and two children. She...

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Categories: old times, beautiful, birth, books, car,
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Old Times Time
Do you remember Skipping with a rope..alone Or catching 'jacks' with stones. Do you recall Tennis against an old brick wall Or conker contests in the fall. Did you chalk out hopscotch squares Play make believe,games of dare Hide and seek or touch and run In a childhood wrapped in fun. Is simplicity a thing of the past Will life in a circle turn Will common sense..return?...

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Categories: old times, childhood, remember, time,
Form: Verse



Old Times Tell
L-et O-ne U-nique I-dea S-imply A-pply M-essage A-bout Y-oung A-ge L-etting C-omposer's O-ld T-imes T-ell Topic: Birthday of Poetess Louisa May Alcott (November 29) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Categories: old times, birthday, poetess,
Form: Acrostic
Just Like Old Times
Bumped into a friend just yesterday I was driving my car and she got in the way She said nothing was broken the impact was minor Mostly bruises and cuts and a pretty good shiner I took her to breakfast and told her a joke She was laughing so hard she started to choke I gave her the Heimlich and then she was fine While everyone cheered we continued to...

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Categories: old times, funny, humorous, silly,
Form: Rhyme
The Good Old Times
(none fiction) Young and stupid old and wise. I did my first piecing myself. Young and stupid old and wise. Followed by my second piecing from a dare. My nose felt like it was on fire and that piercing took me a week. Young and stupid old and wise. Followed by my third piecing of my tongue on a bet.dad did not...

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Categories: old times, funny,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Old Times
Old journal page Yellow with age Flip through old times Feel mellow chimes Word pictures tell Zest that cast spells Here and there browse Odd smiles arouse Each peek now hooks Feel in this book Writes in clear jot Once felt so hot Frozen thoughts thaw Old memoirs raw I come to see Flash memory Old times can meet On goodbye streets Leon Enriquez 20 September 2017 Singapore...

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Categories: old times, change,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member Old Times
Craft charming cheer as apt art aims, Love makes all things to fashion proof; Align feelings to play life's game, Sense how time flings a lasting truth; See that you see the way turn wild, Instruct your heart to know your soul; Claim what will be your prize my child. Opt poignant start to discern whole, Last light hurls here when day departs; Dance...

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Categories: old times, change,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Old Times
Go quickly now Purge why and how Dance in that dream Ooze in lost streams Go fade away Thus ends last day Watch old times die Beyond those highs Go when you can Exit old span Tact follows act Don't just react Go with a smile Know ends that style One for the road Unleash old loads Go with the wind Unknown, unseen Leon Enriquez 17 January 2017 Singapore...

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Categories: old times, change,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member Old Times
Observe the flow of dancing light, Urge joy to thrill that precious whole; Reach for that glow that sparkles sight. Glimpse how love feels in your own soul, Oblige the cast of poignant zest; Outlive the craze in inner child, Dance first and last your affluent best. Oomph floods the daze in thoughts gone wild, Live deep delight where time stands still; Defy the...

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Categories: old times, blessing,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Old Times
Old times speak soft From poignant loft Here and now hurl As moments curls Times once so fresh Now distant flash Change and old age Cast a new page Here we are dear Wrinkles of cheer So much now past To feel at last Old times loiter Mind games foibles Old primal tease Awkward odd ease Fumble with form Change alters norm Yet grace frees truth To fact new proof Here face to face Old times...

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Categories: old times, allusion,
Form: Couplet
Old Times and New
Old Times and New I travel in my wandering mind To a different day and time Back to the mid-40's When a cute young secretary was I. Back when dresses marked size 14 Are current day skimpy 10s, That's where this reminiscing poem Is about to begin. Copying documents or research for themes Required an old Xerox machine; Filled with fluid and a tray It was the...

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Categories: old times, nostalgia, , cute,
Form: Light Verse
Just Like the Old Times
Missing the old times Missing an old friend Her smile on her cheeks Reminds me of sweet days. Old conversations We talked things over We ended up laughing Rolling on the floor Through worst days We held each other’s hand Tears were memorable She’s my best friend. Missing the old times Missing an old friend. I’ll keep on thinking Till we meet again....

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Categories: old times, for her, friend,
Form: Free verse

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