Nostalgic moments are wonderful reminders of past and present, evoking a medley of emotions and memories, transporting into different times and triggering a sense of longing and warmth, whether it's revisiting childhood memories, reminiscing about friendships or recalling special holidays and occasions, nostalgic moments have a unique ability to connect us with tidbits of friend and family or an eventful reflection. Poets were prompted to write about their special nostalgic moment and apply the 5 senses of sight, sound, smell, touch and taste into rhyming couplet form. Out of 16 entries, ILA chose 7 poems to be featured here.
WINTER - MY FAVORITE SEASON
In winter's hush, a silent whisper falls,
Snowflakes dance, a ballet on frozen walls.
Icy winds hum tales in the still night air,
A crisp symphony, whispers beyond compare.
Beneath the moon's gaze, a frosty sight unfolds,
A canvas of white, where the world in silence molds.
The touch of cold, a shiver on the skin,
Nature's embrace, where winter dreams begin.
Tasting snowflakes, a delicate delight, Each on the tongue, a moment pure and white.
A fragrance lingers, crisp in the breeze,
Pine-scented whispers among snow-laden trees.
© CONCETTA PIPIA
USA
WANDERING BIRD
How do I journey on the mystic way?
As the sturdy moon fades away
My mind is fickle and stray
Like a moon child gazing lazily away
The moment I feel a taste of my dream
Bringing sight of nostalgic stream
Touch of my hand is inspiring
A sound of applause is aspiring
But it is not for fame or power I wait
For a humble being that read, I will be a hero not a saint
Like a hummingbird fluttering on the horizon
The sweetest smell of violets sprung.
© SHEILA ANN
Malaysia
AN HOUR BEFORE DEPARTURE
Sitting at this cold airport seat
Longing for your sweet body heat
As you wrapped your small arms around me
Smelling your baby scent filled me with glee
I remember how you licked that creamy ice cream
Painting rainbows in reality, not a dream
Those innocent brown eyes drown my thoughts of tomorrow
I am going to miss you, with so much sorrow.
Why do we have to live away from each other?
Worlds apart so far from your grandmother?
Your angelic voices, babbles, music to my ears
Now that memory rushes the tears
Its saltiness I taste a reminder after all
That there is no cold winter without a windy fall
Few minutes before take-off, I feel your imaginary embrace
As I wrapped your shawl with the blue lace.
Till next time we visit again my love
With the grace of God above.
© ROSEMARIE MIRANDA
Philippines
LOVELY SURROUNDINGS
Just sitting here without a care
All that is around for me to share
Taking in all of everything I see
Many simple things just astound me
In this room alone is the smell of old books
The aroma of coffee and my stew as it cooks
I stare out of the window what beauty I see
The beautiful sunset is just looking at me
It's awesome moments of blissful peace
As I dish up my supper enjoy my wonderful feast
I look outside again and a full moon fills the sky
Daylight to night time in the blink of an eye
The sound of the waves upon the sea
A wonderful day giving comfort to me
Just pure serenity this life that I love
These blessings bestowed from up above
It's like feeling the touch of arms around me
Keeping me safe deep within my tranquility
Everything provided for me to share
With everyone I love because I care.
© Steve Lyman UK
LIFE
Breathtaking I gaze at
An environment to sit around and chat
The scent of blooming flowers fill the air
A treat for my mind is only fair on this chair
Or just to sit on the cushion of green grass and sigh
The blowing breeze tickling my face forcing me to lie
My mind spreads its wings to fly high
Into the sky of freedom search for peace I must try
For life has been cruel like citrus on my tongue
Hit me hard, when I was so young
I aimlessly wandered the rugged highway of life
Walked the many miles of lies
It tore me into pieces, I sunk in pain
It ripped out my heart, I bowed in shame.
But inner strength ignited in me, faith to rise
With confidence I march forward to get my prize.
© JAYNOBO JAYMES
Papua New Guinea
ARAKAN REVERIE
Beneath Arakan's sky, like a blanket blue,
An Arakan child, memories bloom anew.
Taste of rice, like a hug from earth's embrace,
Shared like secrets, a warmth in every trace.
Silken sands beneath bare feet, nostalgic
Those memories, so indelible and magic.
Sight of paddy fields, a rainbow in the song
Colors dancing, like laughter all along.
Sounds ripple like the river's gentle prayer,
Muezzin's call, a sweet melody in the air.
Fragrance of winter foods, served with love,
Through the kitchen's door, my beloved mom.
In Arakan's heart, where memories belong,
Childhood's whispers, a lullaby, sweet and strong.
© MAYYU HAMIM
Myanmar
VISTA OF CHILDHOOD
There were moments touched by scenes in row, Followed by taste of rare tune in the melody flow.
Moments of childhood, enjoyed in joyous chanting, Stay aside till these days in track facet of scene.
Noisy sounds, and joyous meet, aside the kin ring,
Created by dashing fit with pals, echoes in scene.
Match scenes exist in flash and live at the sight,
Hurrah colossal blares till today, in day and night.
School days and classroom toss, falls at fore,
And imagination floats like fluid creep at outdoor.
Like sweet smell of flowers, moments but trot,
Forge ahead in leap line and in hold of pose short.
© SHIV RAJ PRADHAN Siliguri
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