Nostalgia Woman Poems

Her golden,
And exotic hair,
Sweet,
With her lillies,

She gave her love,
Blowing kisses,
In the wind,

She left her Beauty,
Everywhere,
Blowing kisses,
In the wind,

She gave her love,
Blowing kisses,
In the wind,

Her soul,
Sweet,
With...

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Let the moon dream,
In our night sky,
So your sigh,
May caress its stars,

Ballerina, in the rainbow hours,
Your sighs bloom,
Like the roses,
Elegant, sweet, and rugged,
Glowing upon your...

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Shes still the same,
Though her garments,
Change,
Like the seasons,

Her Beauty is still nice,
Kind with its nostalgia,
Though the streets,
Are empty,
And the trees,
Are shedding its leaves,

Her love still...

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The hem of her skirt,
Billows,
With her fond sweetness,
As she upon her stilletos,
Balances,
Within,
A diamond stillness,

Her hem,
Sighs,
With a nostalgia,
Of romance,
In the undulant wind,

Waves of surreal petals,
As the...

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Against gray walls, soft light reflects
Her memories, her endless quest
For contentment, not so complex
Her gentle soul always felt blessed

She recalls all the times of hope
Against...

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She experienced life
in her own way

The way a woman will.

At times she loved a man.
At times she was alone.

Collecting Memories,

Like shells on a beach
Or stored...

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Cinnamon, my childhood doll,
I barely thought of you at all -
of where you went,
or how, or when,
but I was only little then.

Now I'm crying, lost...

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A slight hesitation
Overlooking what's written
Need yet unfilled
Something tastes different
Aggravation, is this all we get to be?
I am somewhere else, same destination
So bitter, not sweet
Taking words...

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Steal James Dean's car
Paint it
Marlboro Red
Marina Blue
Cocaine White
Slip down and cruise the coast
Skip town on the drop of a dime
1955 Porsche 550 Spyder in the...

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When I was six-years-young
The attack of the fifty-foot woman was born.
I saw the signs, of course, but could not imagine
Why anyone would be afraid of...

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II
I was thinking ... Absences
Used to make hearts grow fonder
Or so the proverb said, in my youth
True in some ways ... Untrue in another 
Some...

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she could have been 
his sun
to light his path 
to far away 
meadows 
he could not stand 
her piercing 
brightness 
he settled 
for the moon...

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Lavender ballerina sealed up in a box.
I feel so sad it has been so long for you, dear.
I did not remember the day I shut...

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Around the corner and down the block of the last street but one
in a dusty rose chair of faded glory on the lawn of a...

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Dilated pupil captures a partner with her submission
Above sadness, eyes sea sunk in upset unquenchable
Desperation lodged in lagoon swims to 2021 surface
Air refilling deflated lungs...

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