Tags nostalgia
Of well worn roads and uncharted pathsA Poem by PooleybluenoseThe wonder of nostalgia A time frozen in a sepia hue The familiarity of nostalgia A window with a stasis view Memories of the past bought to l.. |
Hale Mahina (House of the Moon)A Poem by gabiaimeea poem I wrote in Hawai'i this summer. |
Tribute to a True FriendA Story by SpeedyHobbit ArmstrongI first wrote this on April 18, 2012 on what would've been my friend Jenna's birthday in my Facebook notes for my friend Jenna, who died very suddenl.. |
Never ForgetA Poem by Anne LockhartImage is not mine. |
TheoriesA Story by AmyI'm not sure what to write, but i've been dying to say something for a long time. I suppose things have changed, and that's alright. It's not really .. |
Summer NostalgiaA Story by AmyI met you the summer i graduated. We met and things were good. You were calm and collected. We had fun getting high in the middle of the night, talki.. |
When Janis Sang the Blues.♥A Poem by Cosmic RainbowAnother Woodstock poem/ lyrics! (Y) |
The ReturnA Poem by diaphanousWalking down familiar streetsnot a face in sightI swallow stale airin the shallow morning light.Homecoming is bittersweetbut expectations aren't metMy.. |
FamilyA Poem by Jeremy V ChiewA narrative by a grandson retelling his grand dad's tale. Inspired by Colin Raye's Love me. |
La chanson de l'oiseauA Poem by songstressbefore I have time to touch soft hands, she dances away into heaven… and though she possesses no ire in her eyes she takes all away in with a g.. |
Remembering YouthA Poem by songstressfoolishly like a child, your hand reaches out seeking comfort within another...yet, there exists none. |
The Unsteady, Unready Step into the UnknownA Poem by A Lawless LadA pantoum-ish I wrote about nostalgic feelings, introspecting at the early morning hours. |
JacketsA Poem by inkspilledshort, not perfect, written on a train to save me from boredom. |
NostalgiaA Poem by Natalie M writes...Not everyone can get away |
I Used to Keep a Blog. I Used to Have a MySpace. I..A Poem by KirkAnthonyLots of nostalgia. Constant melancholy. Yeah. |
The Never Never Land of SpringA Story by Julia KathlineThis is a description I wrote for class of a place I love. It is all about the forest I played in as a child and how my friends and I made our favorit.. |