A Nostalgia..

Summer… a love for the past.
Childhood are the most memorable for every one of us I think. And it is for me because of the time I played with my sibling. A lot of my friends know her through my words, and in summer, I played with her much because she is my world. We fought, and made up; played every game, watched every cartoon there was. We went to the beach near the native town, and we tried to build castles that the sea would not gobble. Now, life and its speed has gobbled both of our time, and summer makes me yearn for those days of old when we had the most fun times.

For Blaga’s Season Favorite Challenge – Summer, and also for Haiku Heights‘ 51st Week, where the prompt will be Infatuation; accompanying image from THIS SOURCE.

Childhood, dear to me
When we fought over some spades
Then made up and played

When we raced so hard
And our infatuations
Were for school to end

I yearn for those days
When we played together much
And danced in the rain

I miss those dear days
Of summer; when sandcastles lived
Through our hands again

I’ve been given the Perfect Poet Award at the Poet’s Rally, Week 47. I accept it as always, and also nominate Fiducia of Rivera’s Flame and Ice, for the Perfect Poet award in the Poet’s Rally Week 48.

© Leo 09/July/2011

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

52 thoughts on “A Nostalgia..”

  1. Childhood memories, so sweet, a treasure no match to other. The innocence of the days and the beauty of the laughter! Great summer memories Leo! Thanks for linking!

  2. Playback to childhood happenings can rekindle innocent follies but with a difference. That one just laughs it off or dreams a dreamer’s dream if it involves someone dear to the heart.

  3. Nostalgic summer memories of childhood are like no other … freedom, living in the moment, knowing no fear or time … joy and special bonds. Great write, Leo! 🙂

  4. First of all, congrats for the awards! 🙂

    And the poem brought back so many memories. Sweet memories they are but I didn’t wanna think about those things now. 🙁

  5. Congratulations on your award! 🙂 This was a lovely and warm tribute to what must be some very special memories for you. It does seem like summer is such an important part of childhood. Well done!

  6. Firstly- beautiful poem. reminded me of my own brother 🙂 (dosnt help that i fight with him almost every moment and love him the same time)
    secondly. CONGRATS for the award!!! you totally deserve it 🙂 🙂
    thirdly- reading your blog after a long long time. that too in a few stolen minutes.:( 🙁 feels like heaven. 🙂 🙂

    • Hey, Kirti.
      Firstly, thanks. I think siblings should fight actually. Makes the love more 🙂
      Secondly, thanks again. I hope I do 😉
      Thirdly, welcome back. And dont steal too much 😀 My blog ain’t goin anywhere. You’ll find it here more often than not 😛

      • lol. 😀 buti honestly DONT get time Leo. and blogging has become a sort of addiction now. school can be very tiring and i barely have time to breathe anyway. it sucks like ke hell 🙁 🙁

        • Don’t let it become an addiction. Not good for you I think. 🙂 It might help you ease your mind, but don’t let it become a burden later. Time is always going too fast in school, always used to for me too, Kirti. That’s yet another part of my childhood I miss 🙂

  7. Nostalgic poem. So true. Enjoyed reading. However the Haiku did not feel like one as I feel Haiku sounds better alone rather than as part of a bigger poem.But thats just my view and I am new to poetry as well as Haiku.

    • You are new to poetry and haiku? 😮 Since when? 😛 I’ve read and taken a lot of forms from your blog this year 🙂

      Yes, haiku is best as one.. and I usually do it like that too. This time, it just fell into my flow 🙂 So put it. Your views are always taken right, The Fool, please don’t downplay them as new to poetry 🙂

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