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WHERE DID IT GO?

Contributed by softerware on Sunday, 22nd March 2015 @ 09:28:57 PM in AEST
Topic: Nostalgic



Yesterday is cast in stone; tomorrows ways are still unknown.
Today becomes your history; when you look back, what will you see?

In bits and pieces from my time; I offer you a tale in rhyme.
Back when we felt U.S.A. I remember it this way

A cold war child of Camelot; Who watched a president get shot;
The headlines read Walt took a stand; kept Kruschev out of Disneyland!

Fallout shelters, duck and lie; While ICBMs watched our sky.
Jokes stayed clean; kids got dirty; in the tub by 7:30!

Pledge allegiance to the flag; prayers in school; jump rope and tag.
Alli alli oxen free; one potato, two, then three!

Paper dolls; sidewalk skates; baseball cards and potsy slates;
Penny loafers, poodle skirts; blue jeans under dads white shirts!

Creamsicles and Buster Browns; Turkish Taffy, Royal Crown;
Sunday movie serials; newsreels of Imperials.

Sock hops; Be-bop; Village Green; cigarettes, (our big drug scene!)

TV broadcasts stopped at three; said a prayer with dignity;
Flew the flag and played our song; fickered dark with bong, bong, bong.

TV taught a sense of duty; Mr. Greenjeans; Howdy Doody.
Goodnight David, Goodnight Chet; 60 Minutes; New York Mets;

TV Guide with TV dinners! Fulton Sheen to bless the sinners!
We made footprints on the moon; loved Soupy Sales and Romper Room;

All the boys would Dream of Jeanie; Funicello-filled bikinis!
Mickey Mouse to Blanket Bingo; Far Out Cool our rebel lingo!

Lassie was our favorite collie; Then came Kukla Fran and Ollie.
Radios all had transistors; Horses talked; we called them Mister!

Marcus Welby; Donna Reid; and the Nelsons wrote our creed.
In with cowboys; out with mother! Cheyanne; Maverick, Warner Brothers!

Roy and Dale ruled long before; Dragnet or Car Fifty-Four
Westerns lost, detectives won; Like Mr. Lucky; Peter Gunn;

Lalo Schriffrin lit the fuse; Man from Uncle; I Spy too!
Carson kept us in the sack; But none was on a Parr with Jack.

Neilsen ratings showed we switched; to Our Miss Brooks and then Bewitched.

The past I knew is keeping score; reminding me what came before;
I smile at cell phones in your hands; (cause I see string, and two tin cans!)

Progress comes on silent wings: and takes one thing for each it brings!
You'll remember too one day; what used to be that slipped away!

When Ma Bell dialed, and watches ticked; And pens leaked ink; and Brylcream slicked;
When gas had lead; and we burned leaves; When green stamps came with groceries;
When milkmen left milk at the door; And ushers lit the theater floors;

When rooms had keys; and doors had men; When UNIVAC ruled IBM
When bands had stands, and weddings rice; When streets were beats; and squads had vice;

Planes were aeros; ships were liners; Restaurants were dives and diners.
Clothes had pins; not laundramats; and sweaters were our thermostats;

Before Sun Oil became Sonoco; Arco, Citgo, changed their logo.
We paid with cash; saved US bonds; and pitied homes with working moms.

They say the wages of our sins; are memories of where weve been!
Best keep memories in their place; And give the present lots of space!

Embrace today and come to own; a thousand memories when youre grown!






Copyright © softerware ... [ 2015-03-22 21:28:57]
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Re: WHERE DID IT GO? (User Rating: 1 )
by irisblue on Sunday, 22nd March 2015 @ 10:43:50 PM AEST
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wow this poem is amazing. the first two stanzas perfectly introduce us to a brilliant walk down history lane. with words of wisdom as well. I love it. brilliant.


Re: WHERE DID IT GO? (User Rating: 1 )
by Waynster on Monday, 23rd March 2015 @ 03:18:24 AM AEST
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I really don't know what to say! The title says it all! This is the best poem I have read in quite some time. It has meaning beyond what words can say. It describes a time frame of the best days in this world! Awesome write and thanks for sharing it!


Wayne


Re: WHERE DID IT GO? (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 23rd March 2015 @ 10:48:38 AM AEST
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It's funny your author's note says that because I work nights now, so I find myself murmuring to myself, "My nights are your day". o.O just a trivial coincidence.

I love the nostalgia. Love the history.

I remember getting to the point where I didn't like Lassie anymore though. Got tired of her cotton piCkin whining!

Definitely a thousand memories or more.

Thank you for sending enjoyment our way.

Tim


Re: WHERE DID IT GO? (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 23rd March 2015 @ 09:22:47 PM AEST
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Awesome. They have done said it all so I'll JUST say
luv it.
emy


Re: WHERE DID IT GO? (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Monday, 23rd March 2015 @ 11:14:10 PM AEST
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A flowing classic....


Re: WHERE DID IT GO? (User Rating: 1 )
by xHeathenx on Tuesday, 24th March 2015 @ 01:04:55 AM AEST
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Well don Jaye. :)
Loving the unstoppable flow and memories reminded and those shared that I have heard, yet not experienced. :)
Quick read with that flow, despite the length itself.


Re: WHERE DID IT GO? (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Friday, 27th March 2015 @ 06:58:12 AM AEST
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I echo the sentiments of other commentators. This is an absolutely brilliant effort. I'm 51, so I can relate to around 90% of what you recall.

What I like best about this is that you kept it positive all the way to the end, avoiding the sad and regrettable fact that the way of life you describe with such astounding clarity and deftness is gone...dust in the wind.

Your wit is as sharp as your pen. Hats off!

Invierno


Re: WHERE DID IT GO? (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Friday, 27th March 2015 @ 02:53:18 PM AEST
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beautifully penned! Progress comes on silent wings:
and takes one thing for each it brings!
...so true, so
true...

hugs n' love nessa


Re: WHERE DID IT GO? (User Rating: 1 )
by desciple on Monday, 6th April 2015 @ 08:58:20 PM AEST
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simply amazing, and that is putting it lightly. Such a great piece of writing and thought that was put into this piece of work. thank you for sharing!




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