More than a twinge (I saw Nostalgia tonight)

I saw Nostalgia tonight.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Nostalgia.
Beaconing, with the tug of a spotlight,

Beaming, with the warmth of sunlight,
I saw Nostalgia radiating in half-life. […]

More than a twinge (I saw Nostalgia tonight)

I saw Nostalgia tonight.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Nostalgia.
Beaconing, with the tug of a spotlight, 
Beaming, with the warmth of sunlight, 
I saw Nostalgia radiating in half-life. 
   

I overheard Nostalgia sing, 
through speaking,
hinting, never hitting, at guarded chords,
soothing, while still stinging,
steeping, while still soaring.
I overheard Nostalgia,
forever, that belle ringing. 

…

I drew in Nostalgia tonight.

And with a soulful, with a sighful, breath, 

I inhaled the perfume of Yesterday,

of Yesteryear.

I inhaled the memories 

that I fought to exhale.  

M. L. Michael 
05/23/13
 





 


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