Stamps Poems - Poems about Stamps

...Quote:"True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories."-- Florence King In the quiet folds of memory's embrace, Where whispers of the past find their place, There lies a fr......Read the rest...

...Some folks, for fun, collect stamps or cook. Others may seek lofty mountains to climb. Erudite people might well pen a book, But I'm happiest when I make a rhyme. My hope is to write m......Read the rest...

...The Mystery ship I have read about things like people from March with dinner-plate eyes and long, thin bodies If these people are among us, why aren't normal like Elon Musk, he is smart and will ......Read the rest...

... Bozo the clown is ready to begin, in Cuba, Fidel Castro starts his reign. Buddy Holly meets a horrible end, Charles de Gaulle is back on top again. Motown now brings us a whole lotta soul, ......Read the rest...

...("Mrs. It Dances Through It", 2014, original pen and ink) Turning Point - Coming of Age - Acceptance at Last Finally at age 65 I reach a turning point Where a lifetime of doing is seen ......Read the rest...

... You no longer write in the old-fashioned way with ink, paper, envelopes and fancy stamps, well neither do I. We've learned to navigate the world wide web and become familiar with internet ......Read the rest...

...Signed sealed delivered I'm yours Words of affirmation in your letters of love Vintage cursive feelings flow from the ink of your pen I discover my reflection as I reread the note again Each time......Read the rest...

...There was no easy day going under cover with four kids riding along with the FBI supervisor I was just a young mother of four actually expecting again seven months pregnant the FBI installed wi......Read the rest...

...I had a list - I know I did. Somehow it disappeared. Now I’m in the store, and this is what I feared. I’ve arrived without a clue As to what I need to buy Why can’t I remember what I wrote? Oh......Read the rest...

... In the realm of self-interest, a curious soul, Could not adhere stamps, sans wit owning a role. His tongue, like a rover in arid terrain, Lingered on whimsy, a scoffing refrain. Precision ......Read the rest...

...A dawning twilight's me. Oh, joy. Oh, what a joy. This day. Oh, what a day. A breath bestills my eyes and I, e'er slight, a deeper breath that reopened them and myself to a blessed pleasing. ......Read the rest...

...Coins and watches keychains old newspaper clippings Necklaces and chains stamps baseballs cards and old pictures all thrown into one......Read the rest...

...it’s not its striking unique slate of tones as if vincent had risen from his century long sleep it is not nature’s rich hypnotic melodies or the slim fingers of gusts touches our very cores ......Read the rest...

...Walking along a road, diagonally, through someone's house briefly and back out where there isn't a door across their vegetable patch and eventually over the bones of some buried unknowns. Cow......Read the rest...

...Torrents of water spill from the sky Gimme shelter under a patch of trees in a effort to stay dry In just a short time the Rolling Stones take to the stage This moment I will never forget as past ......Read the rest...