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Albert Einstein 1879-1955

Altho' it's not E=mc squared,
Albert was heard to theorise
when he declared,
"Carrots are relatively good for the eyes,
it's a fact
they'll make you see well and look good too,
I'm blinding you with science,
it's not hoodoo or a voodoo act."
He then asserted,
with a wicked grin,
"It only hurts when you put them in."

Categories: 1955, celebrity, confidence, food, fun,
Form: Rhyme

The Golden Age of Sound 1955 to 1975

The jukebox glowed, the records spun..
A brand-new age had just begun.
From ‘55 to ‘75,
Music soared, it came alive.

The blues and jazz still held their ground..
But rock and roll had found its sound.
Elvis shook and stole the stage..
Chuck Berry wrote the rebel’s page.

Doo-wop harmonies so tight..
Made the fifties feel so right.
Sock hops, drive-ins, rhythm strong..
Teenage dreams

Categories: 1955, dance, journey, memory, music,
Form: Rhyme

Digging Graves Circa 1955

No mechanical diggers digging
Standard oblong shaped holes
The only effort needed being 
To manipulate the controls.
We dug our graves by hand
And the sweat of our brow
A craft that seems outdated
And no longer any use now.

Each grave was dug to
An Individual coffin’s shape
With an allowance made for
The handles and the rope
No deviation of the sides by
Even the

Categories: 1955, death, funeral, tribute,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Le Mans 1955

Its history was written
in tragedy 

The period to the last sentence
—was death

(The New Room: November, 2020)

Categories: 1955, death,
Form: Free verse

December First 1955

i was tired
physically and mentally
long drives controlling haemorrhoids
christmas presents cards
quarrelling wife fighting children
demanding boss dwindling pay
i am tired
cold and windy murky light
cleveland avenue six pm
i notice
she was there again
in the first of the  reserved
elegant and beautiful quiet
calm and serene
third stop empire theater
we are getting crowded i need
to ask them to get up for the

Categories: 1955, history,
Form: I do not know?

1955

I am a prophet of peace,
A procurer of leaves; 
Catcher of breeze.
Visions of thieves?
No such disease
I live in the trees.
Free from taxes and fees. 
Share it with me?
Comparatively, believe
unless you're bereaved
to heave
a shiv
into thine rift
of sand that sifts.
I do uplift
my fist
to the outspoken
of wrist
to tap, even if a twit,
on this pit,
the internet skit.

Categories: 1955, freedom,
Form: Free verse

1955 Was a Very Good Year

1955 Was a Very Good Year

By Elton Camp

A better year in my life I have never seen
Because, back then, I was only age fifteen
Nobody I knew had, at that time, ever died
Any problems of the world I could brush aside

Nearly eight millions cars were sold in the USA
And never before had they been styled that

Categories: 1955, nostalgia, old, old,
Form: Rhyme

Cubbie Worker 1955

Cubbie worker…

So you worked on an out station on Cubbie…
Saw the cattle tracks and also the sheep …
You were only a poor boundary rider …
On your straw bed the hut you did sleep…

The Manager ate in the dining room ….
Jackaroo's, silk shirts and ties were so neat…
Station workers they ate in the kitchen…
The rest of

Categories: 1955, angst
Form: Ballad

The Ghost of 1955

The Ghost of 1955

He was headed East of Eden,
But he never did arrive,
For he had to die so he could live
In nineteen fifty-five.

He was heading toward Salinas 
On that highway all alone.
He was dying, trying hard to find 
The peace he’d never known.

Now he was a famous actor 
Living every part he played,
Like a rebel

Categories: 1955, history
Form: I do not know?

Montreal 1955

A dampened spray; a slapping sheet
Tar and gravel; my bare feet
A windy view of rooftop world
The deeping sky with clouds unfurled

An outlined fort of broken bricks
A winding lane of artists' tricks
The army of the parking lot
Wanders home, its battles fought

A Sunday park, an emerald pond
The chalt's view, a city's song
A parkbench lunch; the marble shrine
A

Categories: 1955, nostalgia, sky,
Form: Ballad