Still

Still

I still taste pear drops and cola cubes

and recall the black and white monochrome analog transmissions

of moon landings and presidential assassinations

before the technicolor world began to slide

into reality and curved screen TV.

A slow time of long hot summers playing

football on the avenue as heroes of the

often sodden turf, with wet grass smells

and smudges on our knees,

much to the frustration of mum's Daz.

Dark winter evenings walking round and round

for warmth, listening to Eddie's jokes

or huddling in a corner with Radio Caroline

playing us the top forty hits.

Back then we were served up heroes

not celebrities, the news was news

and we ate Kellogs Corn Flakes for breakfast,

not tabloid  journalism filled with glittering images

of manicured footballers, the whys and wherefores of an actors love life

or publicity hungry people who cry for fame and fortune.

We were filled with hope then,

with no responsibilities other than to mates,

the demands of our teachers and getting home

in time for dinner.

When did we lose such innocence?

 

30/11/16

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The days of being young and foolish. The best days.
"We were filled with hope then,
with no responsibilities other than to mates,
the demands of our teachers and getting home
in time for dinner.
When did we lose such innocence?"
I remember the above lines. All we can do is allow our kids to be children as long as they can. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Coyote for such a fulsome review.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome John.

[Ayvid N]

It was really such a time of innocence and simplicity. The world was cocooned, shielded and time went slower. We even had a personal equation with our neighbours and it wasn't all about money. Its all in the past...Your words took me back right there...Great poetry John...

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I guess I am asking about the veracity of change in this piece and using reminiscence as the baby oil to sooth the soiled skin. Thank you lovely Divya!

[Ayvid N]

You are welcome John! It wad a pleasure.