Nostalgia

Hello cats!!!!


This is probably my last review for the night because I'm tired TvT
literally expect the worst review possible

I really like how this rhymed! I forgot that we used to do poems like this! I think that this type of poetry is so cute! I should try it again sometime...

This poem really seems so cozy! It's like a memory that's still warm but almost like it's like becoming distant and colder if that makes any sense?

But yes I loved this so much and I'm fricking bummed so goodnight!!!

Hopefully this counts as a review but probably not...

oh yeah did i tell you? I have sockz tea~~~~

Love,
Hop

Ohhh this one gave me such cozy feelings! Right from the start, the rhythm feels like you’re flipping through a photo album in verse—each stanza is a snapshot of a different season, and it’s so cinematic. I love how you tied memory to the elements: dew shining on shoes, snow crunching, fire-gold trees. It makes the nostalgia tangible, almost like you can taste and touch it.

The grandpa moment was especially moving. The line “Soft and deep, a gentle white noise” is such a beautiful description of a voice—it makes him feel alive in the poem, even as we know it’s the “last time.” That’s such a tender way to honor him.

Structurally, I really liked how the seasons roll by like turning pages. You start with summer, drift into fall, winter, then circle back to the bigger idea of “memories hot, warm, cool and cold.” That refrain ties the whole thing together neatly. If anything, I’d almost love to see a spring moment too—since the other three are here, it would complete the cycle (but also, leaving it out makes me wonder if that absence is intentional, which is cool in itself).

The ending line “I just wish that I could go back” hits with a simple ache—it doesn’t overcomplicate, it just admits that longing in a straightforward way. And honestly, that makes it powerful. The whole poem carries this gentle mix of warmth and melancholy, like a perfect definition of nostalgia itself.

Hello!!!!! Milesperhour here, to review another one of your poems!!! (yeah I'm reviewing two in an hour, I have too much time on my hands lol)

First of all, the description in this piece is exceptional, my favorite line is definitely "Droplets of the golden dew, shining on my jet black shoes," it's just such a beautiful way of describing the morning dew, and it works really well for this nostalgic poem. The poem overall does a good job of feeling like a memory, and you can really see the speaker reminiscing on their childhood.

Once criticism I would have is the line "smiling, but holding onto the brim." While I understand what you were going for, maybe use a different word choice than "brim" so it's more clear that it's metaphorical and not literal. The line "In the meadow, with flying bees" is also a bit awkward, bees by default have the ability to fly. Same for the flying geese, but that could technically stay bc sometimes you do see geese on the ground.

Anyway, keep up the good work!

-Milesperhour133

CATSRULETHEWORLD387~
Hi! This is such a good work, I would love to review it!!
Overall, it reminds me of looking into a snow globe, but instead of looking at memories reliving them. This happens to me too, where it feels like I am transported into a scene. The sensory details in this poem make it very easy for the reader to feel like he/she has been transported to the scene too. For example, the strong opening with
"Droplets of the golden dew
Shining on my jet black shoes"
I loved this line! Additionally, when you introduce the grandpa and his voice, it makes an emotional connection to the narrator.
You also add more sensory details with
"In the meadow, with flying bees
My long dark hair, waving in the breeze
Marble blue skies and flying geese"
It feels cinematic the way you've written this! I could see, even smell the scene happening. I love how you describe fall at the end, with "fire golden trees, its rustling leaves never cease."
Overall, the poem is emotional and very well written. I love the ending especially:
"I swear I won't forget season's past
I just wish that I could go back."
It is very relatable, and you did a great job capturing the whole scene!
AmberMelanie

Hey, CATS! This is Alex, here to review your poetry for a change. (Yeah I'm behind on Umber Veil but currently busy a novel idea of my own for this short story weekend, as you know. After I complete it, I'll try to squeeze it in as soon as I can. Let's dive right in!

Loved the simple and endearing title. Who can say know to mesmerising visuals of someone's cherished memories? Certainly not me.

I remember summer's past
The sun held memories that will last

Droplets of the golden dew
Shining on my jet black shoes

Soft and deep, a little noise

Holding onto the brim

Never, never in distress

I remember running free

Long dark hair, waving in the breeze

Marble blue skies and flying geese

Snow crunching beneath my feet
Cold, but fluffy, a silk white sheet

I remember the leaves in fall
I won't forget; I never shall

I remember the fire gold trees

Its few leaves rustling, never seized

Hot, warm, cool, cold

I will never forget season's past
I just wish that I could go back.

Hello, I'm here to leave a review. Let's get right to it!

I always like to see rhymed poetry. Kudos to you for putting your effort into creating this kind of work. I know from experience that it can be hard to find just the right words sometimes.

The title captures the theme of the poem as a whole, even though I don't believe the word "nostalgia" appears in the body of the poem. I always think this is kind of cool. It makes the reader think a little bit about how it all ties together. In cases like this, it's pretty obvious what the connection is, but other times it takes a little more brain work.

This poem seems to be a blend of experiences that are personal and unique to the narrator, and other elements that might be more relatable to the general reader. For example, the narrator mentions their grandpa. Not every reader might relate to this, but then again, there are other things like sensory descriptions of seasons and weather which allow the generic reader to relate more. I think lots of times we write the personal aspects of poetry for ourselves, but since you have some of both personal and general elements, I think a regular reader can appreciate what you've written.

Something I have to work on a lot, and which I often mention to other poetry writers, is mastery of rhythm and meter. I don't personally think they always have to be extremely perfect, but I would recommend seeing what you can do to smooth it out. The flow is slightly clunky, but I think taking a look into rhythm and meter will help you see where you can make some simple changes to improve that.

I noticed there was one line that didn't have a rhyming line as all the others do. It is the line that says, "Down the sunkissed alleys." Your rhymes appear to come in pairs of two lines, and yet I didn't see the rhyming line for this one. Maybe you just left it out by accident. It's probably an easy fix, but I thought I'd point it out.

I always love a good description of moods and/or weather/nature, so I'd like to commend you for taking these themes in hand for this work! With a few adjustments, I think this poem can shine better. So thanks for sharing it, and keep up the good work!