by Jd Barford
Good Ol' Days Peanut butter and jelly stains litter a G.I. Joe t-shirt like paint-ball capsules. My favorite shirt becomes slinking armor, protecting me from unseen attacks. Tattered denim morphs into battle-worn...read more
by Shashan Epps
Remember back when My eyes felt heavy And shedded a few tears You were here to lift my spirit up With sweet nothings You whispered softly in my ear When things went wrong You where here to hold me And help me to be...read more
Oh those memories that I hold The Land of Enchantment tourquoise filled, not gold Indians sit cross-legged in the town square selling their goods of which none compare I revert to days of white fudge scent in the ai...read more
by Kirsty Mapes
I sit and reminisce of the good old days when my mind was yet to mature; so young and innocent. No worries in life just fun and games Mum cooking dinner, dad playing guitar My siblings out being rebel teens, Me happy ...read more
by Miss Denise
Reminiscing by lake I thought I saw your face I've been sitting here for some time,just remembering our little rhymes My laughs I used to share with you, I almost thought they were still true We have been here before y...read more
Reminiscing (With respect to Edgar Allan Poe) As I unlock the house of my past, I wonder if it is possible to smell the fragrant emptiness, to experience the energy that once lit up the rooms. "Nevermore," the rav...read more
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