Caren Krutsinger Poet Senryu

Nineteen Seventies Alive and Well

bell bottom blue jeans
warm belly button showing
nineteen seventies

woodstock mad music
vietnam war in full swing
youth rebelling now

free love is rampant
people living in communes
churches pray like mad

usa magic
separation of  our youth
from solid parents

after kennedy
dr martin luther king
turned country wild

youth were change ready
probably the soldiers too
holding breath in swamps

nineteen seventies
color tv was alive
sonny and cher show

assertive women
wait patiently in the wings
for the eighties turn

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Mahtab Bangalee December 2, 2019 at 4:04 AM by the one word- GREAT; great writings Caren Krutsinger December 2, 2019 at 8:46 AM Thank you my friend!

Gershon Wolf December 1, 2019 at 9:16 PM 'Churches pray like mad' grabbed me. It was a somber time for the Church --- and barbers. Frankly, neither really ever recovered. ~ Old-Fashioned Oliver Caren Krutsinger December 2, 2019 at 8:46 AM And I doubt they ever will.

Kim Rodrigues December 1, 2019 at 9:04 PM I saw Sonny and Cher in Saratoga Springs, NY! It was so exciting! I was thinking, “Are they really back there!” Caren Krutsinger December 2, 2019 at 8:46 AM It is amazing to think of the 70's and how fast things changed.

Andrea Dietrich December 1, 2019 at 3:05 PM I was a kid during the 60's when I think viet nam was really kicking in for people. I think fortunately many of my school mates escaped the draft since we graduated in '73 right before the war would have ended. It sure was a time, those 70's. I still remember the big wide bells on my bell bottoms and those short shorts I wore!!

Maurice Rigoler December 1, 2019 at 1:23 PM I went through the 70s like an Alberta Clipper (a fast moving storm). Couldn't stand thr hippie, their clothing, lifestyles, and music. Was in my late 20s then, conservative, out-of-work, studious, skeptical about almost everything, searching for the purpose of life. Glad they're over. Yes, my poem The Blue Guitar is a real experience. You're a perceptive reader. Thanks for the stop by. / M Caren Krutsinger December 2, 2019 at 8:46 AM Thank you so much my friend.

Ann Foster December 1, 2019 at 12:50 PM This was great. I enjoyed the read. You are like my morning coffee. I love to swing by. :) Always wonderful... Merry Christmas friend. God Bless... Ann Caren Krutsinger December 2, 2019 at 8:47 AM Thank you for swinging by Ann.

Eve Roper December 1, 2019 at 12:42 PM Nicely done, Caren, and writing them in a Senryu form fantastic. Enjoyed reading Caren Krutsinger December 2, 2019 at 8:47 AM I am trying new types again.

Jeff Connelly December 1, 2019 at 10:39 AM A nostalgic read Caren. I have many childhood memories of these times, what caught my eye, not the most because this poem holds its own; but in the fourth stanza your brilliant use of a double space separating our youth. This is a beautiful poem Caren. Thank you. Caren Krutsinger December 2, 2019 at 8:47 AM Thank you Jeff.

Panagiota Romios December 1, 2019 at 9:46 AM A masterpiece, Caren and a FAV. I was living in SF then and then through the loss of our leaders. I prefer the clothes back then compared to today. Always wore a leather peace symbol and still love Jefferson Starship and "White Rabbit"..my boyfriend was arrested for selling a nickel bag. Today he owns his own flooring company in CA......Panagiota xx Caren Krutsinger December 2, 2019 at 8:48 AM Wow! You are still in touch then! Nice....

M. L. Kiser December 1, 2019 at 9:20 AM I recall our first color TV, it was so awesome to see Micky's real colors and I lived for Disney night. I loved my bell-bottoms and fringed belt. What a great era. An enjoyable trip down memory lane. Caren Krutsinger December 2, 2019 at 8:48 AM We lived for "Underdog" the first cartoon we could see in color on Saturday morning in 1964 when we had a color TV.