POETRY WITH PICS
her hair
will not grow back
to this length - would take years
sadly she does not have those years
pity
let go
too many thorns
love should be mutual
there is no place for selfishness
just joy
it was pink
i remember it
where is it
not seen it
for more than forty five years
what else is missing
the last cup and saucer
salvaged from a childhood tea set
loved those pretty violets
not seen for years either
tram to bronte
more than half a century ago now
time flies
thankfully
i never knew any guys
who looked like this
Poets and Storytellers United
Friday Writings # 84
I enjoyed the wisdom and the nostalgia – and I did have a laugh at those men in those get-ups.
ReplyDeleteI never knew any guys who looked like that either! LOL,
ReplyDeleteI did know a few women who wore beehive hairdos and miniskirts--not sure if they wore what the catalogues advertised to wear underneath, though.
The men's wear ad made me laugh out loud, really loud. Sadly I did know a few. Is that lovely you on your sidebar?
ReplyDeleteYes...
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun journey and creative way to share it. I miss my own hippie shawl that I have no idea where it is.
ReplyDeleteI am smiling. I can visualise these thoughts.
ReplyDeleteThis is a lovely ride down the memory lane.
ReplyDeleteLittle bits of wisdom, and silly-looking men!
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