Most Commented Nostalgia Poems (1,154)

Sand and sun and summer wind
Squinting into the Westward sun
Whitecaps rolling methodically in
Children laughing having tons of fun

Windsurfers in the hazy distance
Paragliders high in the warm breeze
I hesitate and stare an instance
Teenagers laugh with their main squeeze

Dogs on leashes kicking up course sand
Shoreline curls to North and South
Young lovers walking hand in hand
Stop and lock lips to others mouth

Distant land slowly fades to haze
Colourful umbrellas dot the shoreline
In the final throes of summer days
The sun sinks into the dark blue skyline

As I submerge and swim to shore
Relaxed in the cradle of waters embrace
I think of my happy days once more
As I kick and sever water of God's grace

Now as I walk wet sand between my toes
Clear water rippling just behind me
I glimpse one more time I suppose
To remember vividly all that I can see

My world rocks because it rolls down the road
Just an old Chevy pick-up passing an Olds up-a-hill
Feel the breeze if you can and let your long hair fly
I’m nothin’ but a hippy boy and I have no idea why
So some only care about the rules and the law
I only care about my Momma I don't know why
Born on a mountain top in northern Appalachia
What do I care about what’s a facing y'all?

A thousand steps
walking a crooked fence
Memories sauntered slowly,and then they sped,
As thoughts of you,
Circled round and round in my head..
The essence of you..
So near yet so far..
And always with you,
It was about that old car..

My thoughts returned to 1979,
An old 69 dodge dart..
Was it black?
or was it blue?
But in your eyes..
Always shinging and new.

You washed it, you polished it,
So proudly you did display,
To anyone who stopped to comment,
To anyone who stopped to say..

How beautiful is your baby,
And man she's a star..
Oh how I wished back then,
I was as beautiful to you,
as your car.

Quiet moments, so few and far between,
Appear stealthily, taunting, teasing, begging.

I yearn so often for that peace and solitude,
Surprises me when it answers.

The things I plan for those moments,
Fall by the wayside tonight.

I want the quiet contemplation that soothes,
My hurts, my needs, my desires.

The feelings that were jumbled, pent up inside of me,
Are released into the universe, hundreds of tears.

The peaceful quiet moment is shattered by a sound,
So faint, I know must have imagined it.

Yet now, I feel my restlessness soothed,
I wonder, was that voice, you?

I sit and sip the Opus One 86'
Am I insane?
I swear the champagne
whispers your name,
Worth every dime,
The fine wine transports
me to another time,
I'm whisked away,
To another day,
Where friends and lovers
laughed and played,
As the bottle drains
and memory fades,
Im left alone savoring
the beautiful taste...

It was a sultry Saturday night in Johannesburg,
The venue was an Arab joint called: The Tent,
I was going to dance tonight,
I was in the mood for it...

With youthful Alexia on the one arm, and the urbane Dimitra on the other,
I confidently waltzed into our usual haunt,
We sat and ordered,
“Double Captain Morgan with coke,” barks out Alexia,
“My god,” I thought, she’s only 22 and she’s already an alcoholic,
“Cabernet Sauvignon,” chimes the alluring Dimitra,
Always, suave, always in control,
“The usual for me, Ahmed, and bring us a cherry-flavoured Hookah” this authoritatively from me...

As the rhythm pounded and the alcohol and the Hookah did their job,
The three of us began mellowing,
Mmm, and what a mellowing it was...,
It began as usual with Alexia,
Drawing deeply from the Hookah, she rose from her chair and moved towards me,
Grabbing the back of my neck she pulls me towards her as her lips converge on mine,
I eagerly part them as she blows the sweet aroma of cherry-flavoured tobacco into my mouth and tongues collide,
Her older cousin, not to be outdone,
Undemurely gives me the same treatment,
Aaahhh, now this, is the life...,
And yours truly is in bliss...

The clock chimes midnight,
Time for my fire-dance,
“Ahmed,” I call,
He follows me to centre stage, a full bottle of Johnny Walker Black in his hands,
As the strains of my favourite Greek dirge, “The Statue” begins,
He pours the bottle of scotch in a ring around me and lights it,
The fire engulfs my legs, and I begin to dance,
And dance, and dance, and dance...

Soon there’s a line of women lined up to dance the fire-dance with me,
Non-Greeks, it is exotic for them,
It gives them a temporal edge to their otherwise grey existence,
I comply, consenting to be the dance guru for the night,
And the magic keeps unrolling...,

Next, the belly dancer arrives,
Entwining us all further into the bitter-sweet abyss of excess and release,
She glides from one man to the other,
Teasing us with her forbidden enchantments,
Suddenly, as she wafts by me,
A surprise,
The now almost out-of-control Dimitra grabs her and passionately kisses her,
“Dimitra?”, I’m thinking in a state of shock, “Dimitra?”
“Wow, will wonders never cease...”,
Mercifully, dawn begins to break,
And as the belly dancer flees,
Ahmed begins the usual breakfast, eggs, bacon, waffles and honey...

What a night!!!

When I will come back,
I will run
Through the snow,
Not touching the ground,
Leaving
Barely a trace...
I will stop near your windows,
All my memories will return
When I come back.

When I will come back
I will go to the house,
Where the smell
Of fresh bread
Reminds me of times
Long gone
And will tear at my heart
When I come back....

When I will come back,
The nightingales will sing
That old lingering
Nearly forgotten tune.
And I will fall
Defeated
By my own return
If I will come back…

Childhood

Playing in a pile of rustic colored leaves

Breezes blowing them up high in the air

Do you want to come play with me?

Building sand castles upon the ocean’s sandy shore

Watching waves wash them all away

Wading in water up to ones knees

Stop water splashing at me please!

Swimming out to a resting floating raft

Later taking a ride, rowing in a tiny boat

Fishing from the ocean shores

Listening to sounds of the mighty ocean’s roars

Hiking down a trail in the deep quiet woods

There goes a scared-up running deer

See the white flash of her high up raised white under tail

Listen to nature’s animal warnings, telling
that we are there

Barking and chatting of squirrels, the squawking of two blue jays back and forth

Listen can’t you hear the caw, caw of that black feathered sentry, that lonely crow

He‘s letting all the world to know that we are here

The explosion of a rising grouse from it’s hide-away, hidden deep within the forest’s brush

A duck flapping wings, on a rise from it’s placid pond

A chipmunk chattering upon an old forgotten stone wall in the woods

A human is here, all woodland creatures watch out,beware!

It’s time to go and seesaw in the park

Play on the children’s swings until it’s dark

Oh, Now I have to go home, eat, do my homework and go to bed

Tomorrow I will go to school, can’t wait

Oh! To be a child again to go out in the school yard to play!

(Wanting to be a child again!)
Poet
JimEee

Ted
Where did you go?
The last time I saw you
You wacked me in the head with my golf club
I should have stood farther back
Kevin
Where did you go?
I used to come over and listen to you play your piano
You had a train and race car track
Your dog ruined my face
Why didn't you keep it away from me?
Russell
Where did you go?
You used to go to Taco John's with me
We played lots of games in your basement
You loved to play the drums
Matt
Where did you go?
We used to hang out for hours
We would go sledding, play video games and pool
You moved away after you became blind from diabetes
You left me your Nintendo DS
I play it every day
I really miss you guys
I really do
Where did you go?

I turn to the celestial dial
to seek and find the one
to match my unique lifestyle...

Leaving it to the twinkling stars
could she be Venus
and I the warring Mars?

Hard core fiction or stone cold fact
she could be mine
according to the zodiac...

Mine is amethyst
perhaps hers the pearl
still we match with just one kiss...

Although it may not be all exact
I know I'll find her soon
according to the zodiac...