Nostalgia

Poem by: Lizziewolf

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Walking our old steps,

streets that knew us,

places we used to know,.

hours spent, lost seconds,

the scent of your skin

still playing mean tricks

across minutes and years

The past may be gone

but it somehow shapes

present moments in time,

bathes them with nostalgia

and fades swiftly again

into the labyrinths of memory.

Submitted: February 22, 2023

Poetry love longing time

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Nite-Owl

Like the waves crashing onto the shore then pulling back again, how memories tend to play themselves out.
I've always been drawn to your poetry Lizzie, it always seems to hit on the mark with something going on in my life or jogging a memory. How do you do it?

Wed, February 22nd, 2023 11:27pm

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Wow, thank you! Maybe I do it because I write from my heart. I believe hearts communicate through distance even when people have never met. I appreciate your words a lot, Love, Lizzie.

Thu, February 23rd, 2023 6:32am