didn't we...

thoughts of love and life in california in the late 60's

didn't we laugh

didn't we run like a couple kids

didn't we dream it would last forever

those days of dark skin from the burning california sun

old red vw..and faded jeans and trips to the mountains

to watch the sunset

laughing friends everywhere

we would change the world...we would lead the way

we were warriors in love...we filled the air with music

didn't we..

 

we played in the rain

we were new

how could they be so blind

how could they not hear us

those days of flowers in our hair

didn't we yell loud enough

how did we slip away

where did we go

memories of playgrounds

houses filled with so many dreams

and us

there would always be us...always

 

we were young and on fire

the world was ours...we owned the heavens

didn't we

somehow the winds changed...we changed

doesn't anything good last..

those days...

that beautiful time when everything was new

when everything was possible

gone...gone...gone

where did we go

how did we become a memory of another time

still...we danced and laughed and loved

didn't we...

Reviews

[J. Hampton]

Yes.....the "unstoppables " we were ...

I feel really blessed to have been a part of those times...
we were selfless.... we wanted to run away and join the peace corps.....or Green peace
I felt ... "FREE" back then ...
We lived "outside" - the box ...we knew our neighbors...we helped strangers...
we acknowledged others walking opposite us in hallways at work, school...and down sidewalks

the days of....

" steal this book'
"Burn that bra"
" stop that war"
" love the one you're with"

..... The seven words you couldnt say on radio or t.v....( remember them)

we were...
"Hair"
"Woodstock"
we ..." sat-in" for peace...
and ... " stood-up" for rights

we gave up everything to acheive something for someone else
not for ourselves

yes we were unstoppables

Loved...this Ray

Blesssssssssssssssssss

::::: pumping my fist with love-beads and dashiki and on and insence burning ::::

[Aspiring Angel]

Brought back many memories. As always a wnner my friend Rain.

Hugs,
Lesa

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

Sweet memories!! They make us smile and cry. I guess it's what we need to pass our lonely moments.

[Debra Stevens Edwards (..]

I read this and remembered those days well. What I question more these days is what legacy will we leave behind. Still a great nastalgic piece.
Hugs Debby

[emmajoy]

What a wonderful description of a longgg, slowww MOMENT in time when the brief phrase! 'Make love, not war' was like a anthem !

'we were young and on fire ...the world was ours...we owned the heavens... didn't we' - what truth... so different from today when kids walk into a building and fire like the devil holds the gun.

Surely you never really lose those feelings; if you were part of that, doesn't it always stay with you, part of what makes today's you you?

Great words, and, finally formatted.

[Candle in the wind]

I was mesmerized by this !
how did we become a memory of another time
still...we danced and laughed and loved
didn't we...
This may not be so long back in time and yet suddenly the magic spills out and you have to refer to what "was " instead of " is"
didn't we dream it would last forever
and yet it doesn't

[shandi]

This was so innocently written. Beautiful! It reminded me of a whirlwhind relationship I once had. I've forgotten about all the negative things in the relationship and remember dancing to Yellow Ledbetter by Pearl Jam in his living room like we were the only two souls on earth. Great poem to remember great times!

[Barbara Walker]

You convey the wistfulness, without being maudlin. You're imagery is of carefree times when one is not weighted down by the everyday stresses of working, raising a family and putting a roof over their heads. But people will lose so much more than that if they let apathy get in the way. We need to remember that strength we felt back then and claim it as ours again. Excellent poem! Barbara

[vanishing]

we played in the rainwe were newhow could they be so blindhow could they not hear "

rain-although i wasnt around in the 60's
i've always been drawn to them..
In this writing-you've taken me there.. thank you
masterfully crafted.

[Dezaraye]

I love the nostalgic feel to this poem, Ray. Memories are precious and you've captured so many emotions with your words. Beautifully done.

[Mr. Deft Diction]

This is a dope, dope remembrance of those times when you had a little more courage; a little more passion; a little more....love.

Got me over here likening you to Ice Cube when he wrote "Today Was a Good Day".

Excellent write.