Bicentennial

It's a kind of freedom I hadn't known

since that summer when I confessed

my love to a black rimmed boy full 

of poems and stories about drugs

and bicentennial trips to Mars.

It was the year Patty Hearst was 

kidnapped from her Heiress surroundings

turned up bank robber and Urban guerilla

she said " "Tell everybody that I'm smiling, 

that I feel free and strong and I send my 

greetings and love to all the sisters and 

brothers out there." "such a scandal"

my mother said, yeah, that was the 

year I had my first kiss and smoked

my first joint out behind the big red brick

wall of a children's home.

We sat close together and he wasn't the 

one I wanted to be kissing but he taught me 

how to lean into it and to keep at it, he 

taught me what a boy's tongue tasted like

after a bag of giant sweet tarts. mine.

That was the year the Steelers took the 

Superbowl cup from the Cowboys and 

Carter's peanuts beat up ol' Ford.

Two little kids making some muskrat love

it was the year I started stuffing and not 

stuffing my bra, nothing quite like playing

backyard football and find parts of your

toilet paper breasts flying across the green

in the waving fist of your heart's crush

like a white flag declaring surrender.

Reviews

[I, Rene]

I love the feeling of the seventies in this write, I might change one thing here in this line, maybe "Carter's peanuts beat out Ford" would be cooler as "beat up Ford"
because when one remembers an old pickup or lost presidential election, the words beat up come to mind, "ie: beat up Ford, Beat up as in scrap or fight"

[Chavon]

Yeah, I like that, thanks for your helpful review!

[Nightfall]

lovely write.

[Satan's Daughter]

Quite interesting. All of your writing is unique and fun to read. Keep at it!

[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

I marvel at your poem!

I cant say more, I am floored!

[Michael X]

This poems captures a jazzy sense of urban sensitivity, memories that accent the feeling of a time gone by, but never forgotten. Beautifully done and artistic.

[Chavon]

Hey Michael, thanks a lot , glad you're back.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

Some images are easily seen in one's mind's eye, but others are like an experience where we are actually there. I love the way this is a narrative, yet I felt as if I was a part of it. Excellent style here.

[Chavon]

Hey, thanks a bunch.