Birdheart

Oh, wouldn't I like to be

in 1925 when there was no colour.

When smoking was whizz

and laydees treated intercourse

as an interminable bore

and pretended not to enjoy the 

tawdry nonsense whatsoever.

When one could still dream of

something which approximated a future

only halfway numbed by a world war won;

and with technology not yet owning everything

and the darkest recesses of the world

were not yet exposed to the spotlight's 

withering glare.

When wireless fuzzle still silvered the earshot,

when no-one would peach on a fellow,

when I still might have followed

the yellowbrick road

to where the bird had flown 

from the cage in my heart

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

Are you anto or relic? Stop sending me s**t.... I'm not going to give you my real name. I know what you did to the last guy.

You are a disgraceful human being. I'm ashamed to count you among the species.

Stop your BS and you'll deal with me less.

[barleygirl]

Not so sure about your poetic wizardry, but your message is brilliant, spot-on, well-expressed, & balancing on the edge of funny & sad. I love that you use original word choices thru-out. I love your analogies & steady tone thru-out. Good job! Some will never get the true depth of your words.

[Einstein Noodle]

first of all ..i read your about me and kind sir! you need to launch that last bird with a rocket ;)

your poem: "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times," eh!? i love ye old English .. of course it is natural for you ...the English part ..not the "old" ;) i am guessing from context that "peach" means to snitch ... is that right?

i can relate to a lot of this tho i only go back to the 50's for those memories ... but the roaring 20's (thru history) were quite the scene here in America as well .. great stuff says i!
E.

[anandbose]

Beautiful contrast of worlds; very lyrical and passionate the imagery flows in eloquent beatitudes. Anand Bose from Kerala.