Throwback(A) Poems - Poems about Throwback(A)

Music moves your whole being Today, my day is gray I lost someone very special Hearing sad songs is a recollection To this love one who's dear to me We once separated due to fragile emotion We were young then when we're in love She was young and beautiful and is tempting A third party cause our separation We had a daughter out of...

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Beautiful days Bring memories Long time ago....

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Television triptych throwback and despite remote chance to channel small medium at large metamorphosis I may witness analogous to caterpillar will transform me into a butterfly otherwise Norwegian bachelor (batch chiller) farmer will simply plow along taking a stab writing "FAKE" horror thriller airing available on Netflix starring ghost of Phyllis Diller stand up comedienne killer brought down haunted/crowded house witch sea hunt accompanied theme song referencing...

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Around 2004, my family and I started going on vacations to Erie twice a summer. Accompanying us on these excursions were the Jenkinses-- family friends who were more like actual family. In addition to our typical week at the beach, they joined us for a sneak peek weekend earlier in the summer where we...

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Dad's work shed I recall today the scent of wood and dust in the air cobwebs in corners and crooks sun flooding in through windows . . . his scarred and scored wooden work table the countless tin cans of nails and screws Dad working on a new plan his coffee cup forgotten and ignored and I would bring him flowers...

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Nothing Has Embraced Me With All Its Might Its Grip Is Firm & My Hope Diminished I Have Searched & Searched For An Ending Night & Day Day & Night To No Avail Throughout Years Of Struggle & Torture I Have Come Only Too Find My Search For An End Too Nothing Is Impossible You Cannot End What Is Not One Must First...

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Non-bachelor (batch chiller) "FAKE" horror thriller available Netflix starring ghost of Phyllis Diller stand up comedienne killer brought down haunted house witch sea hunt accompanied theme song referencing Argonaut tiller Greenwich Village location Barney Miller lite precinct brewed fare of corpse unearthed dead comedy duo Meara and Stiller with surreal stalking candy corn canes as bon appétit gnashing gobbledygook filler. Ice scream aghast with blood curdling shriek, the dearth of satisfactory FIOS...

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I wolf down my food in a gluttonous way chomp chomp slurp slurp Gnash gnash slurp slurp A throwback to a previous incarnation When I actually was a wolf, or a werewoman? Tummy full, I rumble off into the night. Howling now at the moon, on my favorite granite slab. Am I scaring you, Luna? I ask, showing my red teeth. Full of cherry...

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Throwback is a person like oh so whack They do something for you, then they throw it right back A throwback person knows right from the start That when it was done, it wasn't from the heart They do it, but with great expectation Yeah it's fine, no limitations But on mad day, they'll cut you no slack Cause they can't wait...

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"Do you ever notice how most of the pictures many post are throwbacks, because the life that they're living now isn't as great so they wish they could go back, and most of those pictures are just for their own self gratification, and this is the only reason we take them, whatever happened to just...

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A journey running clocks in reverse To the happiest childhood days / drawing Crooked hearts / red crayon painted Over every line meant you were the One / with eraser tainted scribbled notes Passed during class / remember those Two boxes / checking yes meant you Were my girl and I’d love you forever Or maybe just till the end...

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You are a mental giant but an emotional atavist. Like the old cliche, your forcefulness of personality hit me over the head and you dragged me back to your dank, primordial mind cave, By the hair of course. And you also took me, consumed me and made me bleed... with my dark hair in your fists your lips on my throat all the while...

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