Nostalgia Sonnet Poems

O’ Mother!, take me back at last, receive
—(unclasped arms as vast as mine)—my embrace;
this longing, laughing love, the proof and grace
of my abiding for your...

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Remember, long ago, enrapt of Venus,
in college, brought to meet by chance,
how, falling into that first, most fateful glance
a straightaway spark flirted between us?

And, too,...

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Before diving into the time machine for a nostalgic trip on my music video ‘Ring On My Line’ above, I invite you to read my...

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Where tides once gossiped for many an hour
about what lovers share; like grapes gone sour, 
the strong opinions o’ friends will minds devour.

A reputation guarded...

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It seems like yesterday I stood by a field,
Uncle Tom's orchard nearby, abundant and fair.
The sun shone bright, the wind blew slow and yielded,
And trees...

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You see him in photos of black and white,
standing atop logs drawn by big horses,
he wears a thick wool to stay winter’s bite,
almost as this...

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Yesterday's wishes, whispered in the night,
Like fading stars, now lost to morning's light.
Each dream a seed, with hope so brightly sown,
Now withered leaves, upon the...

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The memory hurts but does me no harm.*
If I can get through the day without blame         ...

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In time shadows in an old windy shed
  are names of sojourners who've passed this way;
now my wandering boot does older tread
  where...

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As shadows climb and mingle with the light,
The dying poet reaches for his pen, 
To catch the fleeting image of the night
And phrase a moment’s...

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The poor, as though dogs abandoned by masters, suffered pain.
Hungry, thirsty, and sickly, they existed like rats in drought
The cognitive compass gone, they felt a...

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“Don't let yesterday take up too much of today”
                ...

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Thinking back, in daze and all glassy-eyed 
Remembering back when, when I was young
Yesterday's afternoon, I nearly cried 
I guess my age now made me...

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I felt alone, though there were multiple crowds around me.
I felt, I should go to a lonely place and cry aloud.
Why, though the environs are...

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The midnight pokes out from under the dirt,
navy, with chrome trim, catching the moon’s eye,
that Ally Sheedy fringe can’t help but flirt,
as her 1970’s Audi...

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