1970S Poems - Poems about 1970S

In the seventies lipsticks were beige, blah and nude Dull, usually colorless and odorless, not to be rude. Bright reds of the forties and fifties were passe’, out. The lightest of peaches could be applied to a pout. Women were expected to be straight up and down. Twiggy at twenty, twenty, twenty, was paraded around. Rubenesque chesty women were considered way...

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I saw one journey end and another begin I saw my world changed and in a spin I saw another end - the end of the band I saw John and Yoko hand in hand I saw commandos in the air armed and ready I saw hostages freed in a raid on Entebbe I saw water cannons and tear gas...

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Women smoke to stay thin. Men can get bigger. It is okay. After their weddings they can balloon up. Women will tolerate it. But women better get thinner and thinner. The commercial writers of SilvaThin knew this. They spread the propaganda And women bought in. Wanting to be thinner and thinner and thinner and thinner and thinner and thinne and thin and thi and th and t and an a …...

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Back in my day we had the radio on at my house in early mornings. We gardened in the summer and ate the food all year round. It was so much more fresh and tasty than canned or frozen. We shared the extra with the neighbors, and we knew their names. Back in my day everyone could “mom” or...

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Arcola circa late 1960's early 1970's... easy to conjure this idyllic June 8th, 2020 Envision bucolic Currier and Ives rendered landscape, or canvas painted courtesy gifted late Thomas Kinkade (or substitute favorite creative soul) how aforementioned illustrious artists drape mesmerized amateur and/or art appreciation connoisseur admiring realistic enchanting imaginary vista heavenly made entices observer set foot into picture frame to escape night gallery twilight zone outer limits of insanity madding crowd,...

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several formica red tables glass shakers of pepper and salt big plastic tomatoes I wanted to squeeze and shaped bottles of sarson’s own malt. netting on all of the windows scratch marks from chairs on the floor ashtrays with notches to rest cigarettes and 'open' and 'closed' on the door. menus upright in a v-shape the 'royals' adorning the wall food through the fog of...

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beware atomic attack! 1950s civil defense duck and cover drills Bert the turtle showed us the way flash of light - duck and cover!...

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(just in time for summer reading... recounting emotionally disastrous campy turbulence) Amidst a raft of fellow (Brandywine Valley Y.M.C.A) resident campers who, didst excitedly quiver donning a "NON FAKE" lifejacket coursing down swiftly moving Youghiogheny river (evidenced by small hairs along spine), ...

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Nineteen seventies, teenage years, never on my own, end of school education, I’m now ready to do my thing full of life, excess energy, over flowing with testosterone sampling alcohol drinks, karaoke, thinking I could sing, working life, set hours, rules and regulations to adhere payday, money in my pocket, things to buy, new clothes, night clubs, late nights...

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All the music done by ear Hammered out by courier Lyric carried all the cheer While record shows the blow and beer. ~TH~ 03/19/15...

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All of the then-loving couples have been listening to all of the love songs from the 1970s, including the year 1974. Love has been in the air for all of the people back in the 1970s since the day doo-wop music was born and the British Invasion began back in the 1960s. all of...

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The 1970s were the grooviest years for all of the teenage lovebirds-turned-married adults. Young love has still been among all of the then-teen couples since the day disco music was born. It seems that when two young people (a teen boy-turned-man and a teen girl-turned-grown woman) first met while attending at summer camp, they were meant to have been...

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