Nostalgia

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1980’s Swimming Baths

A bag full of dryness, tied up with anticipation.
The entrance of the baths; it`s dull, exhausted...

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N.o.s.t.a.l.g.i.a. (an...

N.o.s.t.a.l.g.i.a. (an Acrostic  reflection into the past)

Never to feel again the joy of a special time,
Only the lingering watery memory
Sweetly...

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As Big As Your Eye

As Big As Your Eye

Ever seen a mouse
As big as a house
Or a fly as big as your eye
How bout a bee
...

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Strain

Strain

I gotta say that I'm exhausted.

Keep gettin lost in figuring how to to defrost it.

Lost...

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Cerebrus Retrospectis

Memory Lane
Nostalgia
For I am Mammalia

Those nights that I dig into my Mind and...

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My Very First Movie

My Very First Movie

The very first movie I ever saw in my life
Was “Snow White And The Seven Dwarfs”
Four years...

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The Folk Scene

The Folk Scene

In eighty-two years, I've experienced a lot
Many changes but the music's not for me
More of a...

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Magic Mushrooms

Magic Mushrooms

The definition of Magic Mushroom is such
That it forms an image of those years
Hippies ruled...

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Photograph.

Photograph.

Everything is frozen in time
Smiles and sparkly eyes immortal
Losing this memory would be a...

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grandads wartime arsehole

onwards and upwards
said grandad
from his shed
he levelled his Lee Enfield
at...

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Memories

Memories
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Ashlynn's Ballad

Ashlynn's Ballad

Ashlynn’s Ballad

It’s you I love with all my heart.
It really hurts that were apart....

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Old Rope

Old Rope

Swing high above filthy brook
Breathe deep before first leap
Hiding fear as branches shook...

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Budding Dreams

Budding Dreams

Twinkling within brimming eyes
chaste as sparkling oceans
saline and lukewarm are
a...

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Perhaps

Perhaps

While the cosmos as always
Glows on and off like day and night,
The seasons are changing....

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working with kindergarten...

working with kindergarten teenagers

curbing enthusiams of youth
is not my forte,
its all relative
my cat killed the...

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I am a Daffodil

I am a Daffodil

I gaze to the blue comfort blanket we call the morning sky.
So blank and so new, it stares back at...