nostalgia
What We’ve Come To
What We’ve Come To written by: Peter Farrar I hadn’t noticed your sunspots. Sprinkled over hands the...
Come Due Ragazzi
Come Due Ragazzi written by: Natalia Castelluccio Come due ragazzi.. ormai cresciuti Dopo che tutto ci ha...
Midnight Mass
Midnight Mass written by: Lynda Lee I longed to wear the dark blue dress with the red...
Old Man Jasperson
Old Man Jasperson written by: Jim Bates Ambrose Jasperson looked at himself in the mirror, fluffed out...
Sepia-Stained memories
Sepia-Stained Memories written by: Jennifer Christiansen @JChristiansen13 Summers at the Jersey seashore were my lifeline as a...
Coming Back to The Imagination
Coming Back to The Imagination written by: Michael Graeme I’m walking along the promenade towards Saint Anne’s...
At The Sea
At The Sea written by: Paweł Markiewicz The sailors chew the amorous oranges. The boaters devour the...
For My Mother
For My Mother… written by: Angela Kosta I have written several lines and endless verses with my...
Good Ole Days
Good Ole Days written by: Tamara Yancosky Each generation has tragedies to face; drudging through countless battlefields...
Lost Sounds
Lost Sounds written by: Anthony John Ward I miss the conversation of church bells ringing the changes,...
New Freedom
New Freedom written by: Anna Ferriero New beaches sound like autumn deafening noise which awakens his gaze...
Fog at The Break of Dawn
Fog at The Break of Dawn written by: Peggy Gerber @peggysue445 Suitcases packed, dorm-size fridge wedged into...
Joven Caudillo
Joven Caudillo written by: Santiago Aguado @SantiagoAguad5 Para un joven caudillo, todo empieza y termina con el...
Old Hollywood
Old Hollywood written by: Roger Turner @titansdad Hollywood is dead and gone It died a lonely death...
