Vince Suzadail Jr. Poet Free verse

To Reach Back

Sometimes an old song or an old movie can revive memories
If only we were able to reach back
Recapture the feelings, the simple joys, the dreams
To reach back and touch the moments
That first ice cream soda from the corner drug store
Peeling open a pack of baseball cards and
Trading with a friend for a favorite rookie
Frankenstein on the Late Show on Friday night
Dance in the auditorium, Hey! She’s wearing culottes
Sponge ball at the five and ten, up against the house
A small nail and electrical tape to fix the bat
The balcony on a Saturday night, keep dreaming
Chase tag, hide and seek in the street
King of the mountain in the old park
To reach back and have those feelings again
Pack of Luckies in the shirt sleeve
Hustling a game in the pool hall
Sunday ride to Grandma’s house
Free movie in the playground on a summer night
Keeping stats for a wiffle ball league
Wrap around skirts and pedal pushers
Bobbie socks and Bobbie pins
White bucks and Butch wax
Juke box hits six for a quarter
Slow dance, save the last one for me
If only we were able to reach back

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Lena Pate April 27, 2009 at 8:24 PM Boy did you ever send me back. Thanks for the memories. Very lovely remembrance of a quieter time.

Jason Johnson April 2, 2009 at 11:21 AM I want to live there! Thanks for your comments. -Jason

Sharon Winter March 31, 2009 at 6:32 PM How did time get away from us so quickly? I love remembering. Love your nostalgic poetry as it brings such a rush of feeling I will never have again. Thanks for reminding those of us who lived it how lucky we were. The thing is, we didn't even realize it then, did we? Sigh. Such is life. Love, Shar

Derrick Burton March 31, 2009 at 9:58 AM Great piece full of memories and thoughts. Enjoyed reading it and check out my poem, Miles Runs The Voodoo down. Have a blessed day.

Sean Kelly March 31, 2009 at 9:03 AM Vince , Carrie is impressed about the culottes !!! ... ME !! , I am very , very very concerned that you , not alone knew what they were , but even spell it ... Now , where did I put my drain-pipes . Yes there they are , next to the winkle-pickers ... NOW , jive onnnnnnnn ....

Carrie Richards March 31, 2009 at 7:23 AM Love, love, love these memories!! I'm impressed that you (a guy) know what culottes were...(my hubby would say cu-who??)....your poems always make me wish I could turn back my own clock! Bye, Vince...need to go buff my white buck shoes....I wore those too! :) Thanks for the smile this morning!!

Lena Townsend March 31, 2009 at 7:04 AM Yes, if only! Do you remember piling friends in the trunk of the car to sneek them in at the drive-in movies? OOPS... am I telling my age? LOL! This is a great peice, really brought back some memories for me. You are a gifted writer, always including the reader. Smiles from Lolita