Last Commented Nostalgia Poems (1,154)

Made a purchase yesterday
Spent 85 and change
I got a system that plays my old nintendo and sega games
I had a sega system I got back in 1995
It cost me 70 and came with Mortal Kombat
I had it till I accidentally broke it
I flopped on my waterbed and it fell off and broke
I had it till a year ago
The nintendo I bought back in 2003 when the video store closed
I have games that date back to the late 1980's
I play playstation, playstation 2, and Xbox games too
If I had to pick my favorite game from Nintendo
It would be Mike Tyson's Punchout
If I had to pick my favorite game from Sega
It would be Ms. Pacman
I have cheats for each that make it more fun
I can go really fast in Ms. Pacman and make the board small
I can punch really hard in Mike Tyson's Punchout
I really love my video games
I have been playing them since 1981
Now I just spend less quarters

The RAP of Hippie P
By Paul David Powers

My name is Paul I'm Hippie P
Don't hang your shadow over me
Cause I'm alive & I am fine
I like to rock u from behind

They say I'm old yeah, way past done
But Baby know I've just begun
To sing, to laugh, to dance and play
To give you love and make u sway

I want to whisper in your ear
And take you to the stratosphere
To take our love into the night
And start all over in broad daylight

So lady don't you trip on me
I have no time for games you see
Life's 2 Live, Love's to hold
Let's do it now before we're old!
PaulDavidPowers@Yahoo.Com

She walked with grace through grassy meadows
pausing to smell the sensual fragrance
watching the rabbits dart down their barrows
their white tails flashing creating a drama

Azure skies blazing, making perfect the day
she laid in the grass. dreaming of her lover
handsome and very tall he was her mainstay
he set her alight making everything brighter

She remembered the way they spun around
as they danced together through the night
gay garlands hanging down they were spell bound
silhouetted in the dazzling firelight

That perfect night when all the world stood still
their last dance that night was a quadrille

Sitting so proud
a giver for all around

That green casserole dish
which I knew
held no fish

plonked in the center
no elbows on the table

Who says prayers
I thought
Lets tuck in
I am able


"For what we are about to receive"

The lid was lifted!
Oh! the smell
patiently waiting
my tummy could tell


sizing up my sisters plate
She's got more
but that was my fate

as each round of meat
I could now
so delicatley
dig and eat

I broke all rules
and swooped upon my delight!
with tiny hands ate and sucked

They ner not look at me
as they were the same as me!

stand me on the beer box!
dishes shall be no fear
I loved my oxtail stew

When my family was so near

dancing to the sun
knees folded
making daisy chains
for fun

His glasses slanted
reflecting rainbows
he looked at me with love
I knew it
I felt safe
the warmth from up above

a rickety chair
his lap blanket near

all crocheted
with nana's hands

I touched and smelt
her beautiful lavender air

"Poppa?" I asked
"why do like the sea"?

"Ah! he said
When I am gone
come here again

this is where I'll be"


That's nice
then you'll never go?

"my heart is here"
he said

then lovingly

patted me on the head

Air conditioner keep me cool
Save me from humidity
Air conitioner in my bedroom window
Help in fast with strip of duct tape
Air conditioner cost me 250 bucks
I installed it May 16
Air conitioner you will last
Till Halloween season on October 15
Air conditioner will have to be taken down
Mother nature will provide the cool temperature till next May
Air conditioner in my car
Keeping out the bugs and the heat
Air conditioner I'm so proud
But why do you have to be so loud?

Allegedly perfection itself
and eternal youth
combines with beauty
and the heavenly glare
and then he just sits there
on stairs
an old hunched angel
perhaps his tears would disappear
into broken wings
what he clenched in his lap
but he did not cry
he just descended there
and several thoughts with him
a better angel he should be
but God knows he tried
and now he can go
thanks, they said ...
reconciled
in humbleness from its last forces
became bronze

Still I lightly stroked his hand
and with my finger run over the small table with the inventory number ...

Oh no I am left behind again.
Sometimes I feel like I am invisible.
Seems like there is some kind of pecking order going on here.
And I say "What about me."
Ok go on. I don't care.
So I go and just waddle off on my own.
Sometimes it is hard to be the last one.
To wonder what is wrong with me.
I'm not that strong.
I wear my heart upon my sleeve.
And people just keep hurting little ol me.
They say I need to toughen up.
But all I want to be is a yellow duck.
They seem to get all the time.
Of the people who come close to the ponds line.
There feathers are colored all so rich.
Mine are tan with touch of dark brown.
And sometimes I feel that even Ma don't want me around.
So I continue on my search.
For my place in line.
Ut-oh! I don't see Ma and the others.
Oh brother I am lost.
As I sit and cry.
Asking myself repeatedly.
Why oh why.
Hey hey stop that!
That is the back of my head.
There is Ma pecking me.
With a beak of lead.
Pushing me back in place.
With a look upon her face.
Oh I am just a young duck.
Who has just run out of luck.
I'm going, I'm going.
Please quit pecking me.
Are you sure you're my family.
I don't look like you.
Look at your other two.
Aw geez I am coming.
Stop.

You never know when one pops into your life, a little angel who is only here in this world for such a short time, i know why they come, they come to show us love and teach us loss, they come to teach and then they go home, and when you look at their faces so pure and peaceful you can understand how special a little angel is, how precious a gift to see one.And then when the people who are left have cryed and let go and left, the few who can go and stand in the room will feel the peace and love of the angel and know that their soul is content, and if you close your eyes and just stand still sometimes you can imagine a soft breath as they are lifted high :-) and the shell left behind is just a shell, a sweet body that allowed the beautiful soul to be hugged and cuddled and give so much love.

Sometimes there are little angels.

I close my eyes and wonder in my mind to a man who wants me just as I am, one who I feel I can't live my life without, I can see him in my mind, I know him he has my soul, and I am existing until he finds me, if not in this life then in the next, for he is who my mind, body and soul crave. I am finding it hard to stay alive inside while I wait, and find I die a little with each let down, soon there will be nothing inside for him to find and I will return to the earth, to rest for a few hundred years and be forgotten as a far away star, remembered now and then as a ray of moonlight shines into the window..