but god, it was such a pleasure
to wear them
the glue to this write- connecting this yesterday's tomorrow
i think when we remember the joy of how these cuffs brushed...
it allows us to again let it happen in our hearts.
All these bell-bottoms poems from you-
I get that you might still have an old pair or two,
but it also feels new.
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
i wish i still had them, or they would come back in style...felt pretty at home in them...moreso tha.. read morei wish i still had them, or they would come back in style...felt pretty at home in them...moreso than some of the relationships...:)))
This is really nice Jacob. Memories and youthful love, especially when it lasts into "closets of cohabitation". Even if the love doesn't last we hold on to the memories.
As we cherish memories, we cherish the objects that defined that period. We can be still proud at the clothes we used to wear even if they belong to another time. Wrinkled as they may be, they match the wrinkles we are showing on our faces. An excellent reminiscing poem...:)................
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
i am still proud of them...yes...and thank you for your kind words, Sami.
I really like this one Jacob - we hang onto and cherish those memories of our innocence and youth just like the favorite clothes hanging in the closet that we just can't part with - love the analogy as usual :)
Oh, the pockets of those bell bottoms could tell such tales! Even if the denim is threadbare, I will not get rid of one special pair and you know what? If I did give them away, the magic would not be transferred to the next owner anyway. We thought those days would never end.....but, alas, they did. Denim dreams....I think I still dream them in this older lady's today! What great reminiscing in this one, Jacob. Lydi**
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
i still dream them too, lydi...
definitely...
thank you for sharing..... read morei still dream them too, lydi...
We all need a peg to hang our dreams on. They may be memories, which like comfortable
old clothes we are reluctant to dispose of,so we hang on to them in the hope that they may "come back into fashion"'. A moving poem, Jacob, that to me, still offers a hint of optimism.
Norman
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
thank you for your very kind review and insights...yes, still hope, maybe.
hard to get rid of memorabilia that bring to mind happier times (perhaps) but certainly sweet memories we continue to cling to. catchy title. I like that.
brilliant as usual, jacob.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..