1970 Poems - Poems about 1970

Bombing the Ho Chi Minh Trail, 31 May, 1970

B-52: a city on its own. 
You mess with us, we’ve got technology.
I loved it when we flew into the zone:
as Ernie said, “We’ll kill ’em till they’re free.”

My job? To watch the black cascade of death
and myriad explosions in the woods:
Louisiana lilt – “You hold your breath,”
that’s Ernie’s voice – “delivering the goods!”

The pretty

May 4 1970

May 4, 1970
shots rang out
tin soldiers and Nixon’s coming
four dead in Ohio

1970

It was the year of `Spirit in the Sky.’
I kept your picture, Irene.
Norman Greenbaum
has his own webpage now,
imagine that?

Your grainy wedding photograph
(cut at the time from a local newspaper),
has emerged again
as a yellow submarine.
Your rainbow stockings still fly
from that long-abandoned vessel,

now all we need is to peer together
from the same periscope.

1970 Redux

LAST YEAR OF HIGH SCHOOL
As I was finishing my senior year in high school 
I knew I wanted out.
I wasn’t going to college. No desire or grades.
I was 18 after all, almost 19
Everyone asked, “what do you want to do with your life?”
I had no idea. Not a clue. But I did know. 
I wanted

The Halusinating Toreador by Salvador Dali - 1970 Contest 1302

Standing in front of this enormous masterpiece,
Seeing his life story as the layers release.

I wasn’t warned to expect a wonder so rare.
I guess I expected a melting clock here or there.

Venus di Milo inspired his hallucinating toreador.
Dali features her likeness fourteen times or more.

Three of the statuesque figures are full life size.
The painting is over

Travolta and Our High Heeled Boogie Shoes

Some of you, will in memory, may fondly recall.
Enchanting, colored dance floors, you all had a ball!
When women still wore stunning, gorgeous dresses, 
Unafraid to wear makeup, and sport long, shiny tresses.

No, you were not vaping or drugging it up, to be cool.
You did not want to be a stoner or be the town fool,
Youeven

1970

There ain’t no two ways about it man, 
it just has to be because of you.

Before you came along we could do, 
about anything we wanted to.

Man, life was great, life was great, before, 
you came along and ruined it all.

There’s Haight-Ashbury’s summer of love, 
Newport, Altamont, and Monterey.

And then we hit the road to

1970 To 1979

I am Farrah Fawcett,
Poster on the wall. 
  I am a rotary phone,
When I made a call. 

   I am, Boss,
it’s the plane, The plane. 
   I am Pablo Escobar,
And his cocaine. 

   I am Queen with 
Freddy Mercury Live. 
   I am the Bee Gees,
Talking

Prom of 1970

We all had homemade dresses for prom; well, nearly all of us.
This was back in 1970 while black and white Viet Nam War photos were on TV
Every night, we saw such sadness.
Prom was a reminder of childhood.
Back to the Bibbity Bobbity Boo of Cinderella.

We girls were wearing empire waist dresses.
It was the style, little bows

1970 Seemed Modern To Me

Orange paisley in the seventies prancing in my mind
Twisted up with lemons and avocados, fruit colors
Also shown in mushroom canister sets and Tupperware

On equal footing stark straight black and white stripes
Proving we are in a new age with additional freedom
I thought it was the most modern we would ever be

Not realizing we would eventually have

1970 Boogie Down Square-Dance

!Promenade 
Dancing fairies drinking lemonade
Festive Promena
Party
Hardy 
People dancing 
Groups of genders embracing
Passing machine 
Dancing Queen
Boogie on
Dance on
Right on! Right on!

What Is Your Sign

What is your sign?
People held stock in astrological birth signs in the 80’s.
Old-fashioned and way overdone now, but
if you are a voracious reader, you might
realize that there is a little something to it.

The books always nail me in the missives about
astrological signs. However, when I read
other birth signs, they also seem to apply to me.
I

Authenticated Addressed Partial Letter Circa 1970 Part One

Attributed To Concerned parents
of Traumatized Refugee
Dear Fred and Mary Anne MacLeod Trump...

Posthumous belated tattered letter fragment
recently discovered (liberally sprinkled with
hyperbole (presumed for greater audacious
zealousness), sans accidentally acquired
by yours truly.

Miscellaneous personal item highly valued
when thwarted from auctioneer, whose gently
persuasion collectible merchandise requisitioned,
thence keepsake property perfunctory mandatorily forfeited.

Due compensation from sole male heir (me),
whose long since (resting

Authenticated Addressed Partial Letter Circa 1970 Part One

Attributed To Concerned parents
of Traumatized Refugee
Dear Fred and Mary Anne MacLeod Trump...

Posthumous belated tattered letter fragment
recently discovered (liberally sprinkled with
hyperbole (presumed for greater audacious
zealousness), sans accidentally acquired
by yours truly.

Miscellaneous personal item highly valued
when thwarted from auctioneer, whose gently
persuasion collectible merchandise requisitioned,
thence keepsake property perfunctory mandatorily forfeited.

Due compensation from sole male heir (me),
whose long since (resting

Authenticated Addressed Partial Letter Circa 1970 Part Two

He ranked as de facto semiprecious,
tremulous and unanimous scapegoat
bullied by a bumptious, callous,
disputatious hippopotamus of a brat
infamous bruiser later in his life to become
forty fifth president of UnIted States.

Though documentation incomplete, the un
named subject referred within torn shred
recovered included signatory couching
ambiguous references to a tenebrous,
unscrupulous, and vicious wiseass initials.

Dee Tee quickly intuitively assessed
as one inhumane

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