Forties Poems - Poems about Forties

Rarely not windy In the far flung Squarely unfairly unsung Seriously deliriously magical Mystical..mythical Catlins Rather adept at being Scarily palaver kept.. Wild & warily windswept Gusts crept not Slowing then leapt Boom & bust thrust lust Not caring us despairing Sussed trussed trees cussed Unruly unjust showing growing Glaring..nonplussed Haring..not fussed Duly well & Truly cruelly blowing A helluva Hooley Mean flurry of almost obscene  Breeze seems in no...

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so now I've reached my forties, I think I'm finally getting old the pace of life has slowed now, my exploits not so bold but little did I realise, I'd feel my life had just begun we bought ourselves another house, and we had holidays in the sun. the next house that we purchased, brought us closer to our...

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The ocean roars and waves do crash, Endless blue, horizon smash, A symphony of power and might. A wonderland that's out of sight. Sea foam dances, seagulls cry, Seashells scattered, treasures lie, Beneath a sun that's shining bright. The ocean's beauty fills my sight. But danger lurks in depths below, The ocean's mystery, we'll never know, Where creatures great and small take flight. An endless journey,...

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Swimming in an outdoor pool, drinking from a fountain,cool; Swings and slides in childish fun , summer picnics in the sun; A Sunday Brassband trumpet call, in open spaces enjoyed by all; Bowls and putting on the green, in the Vale Park 'the 'place to be seen; Leisurely strolls and chat, forties style,now so very 'old hat'. Copyright © Brian Strand | Year...

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Five stones    school caps pooh sticks   film flicks short back            and sides mangles oil cloth    braces   plimsole dripping            and toast satchels   school milk cut-throat  razor coal fires and draughts...

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She was a forties woman thrown into another era We had no idea that she wanted to be a para She was dressed exotically with a veil on her face Her hair would have reveled an alien’s in space She was a forties woman who appeared shy and kept quiet No matter how crazy our children, even if they caused...

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How many remember the crooners from way back Frankie Boy, Perry, Der Bingle, and the King, Cole Nat Little Richard, Deano They were the cream Brings tears to my eyes to remember the pack...

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CHRISTMAS PAST Each Christmas we all gathered there, ‘Aunt Clare, has more room ,after all’ with her trestled tables and chair. Grown-ups swigging their brown bottled ale, young-uns, lemonade with paper straw, VE style parties, once more. Lunch over, the voice decibels rose, raucus laughter oiled by the beer brought forth more plates of festive cheer. Cards slid noiselessly over the American cloth, copper coins switching...

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Enough of being lazy all these years, Get up and just do it! It’s time to move your soul, Get up and just do it! Take your clothes off, And look yourself in the mirror, Hate yourself for those fatty layers, Get up and just do it! It’s time to change your habits, Instead of turning to your alarm clock, It’s time to clear that...

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We never thought of how smart we were or where life would lead us as long as it liked us and then the baby was born, scorn and derision a black and white commercial a break from the tedium and talking of them we couldn't be them when we were too busy being us. (The race was always on.)...

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Betty Grable, Hedy Lamarre, Rita Hayworth, Lana Turner Stars of the forties, how many can remember What century am I from Was in love with every one Much too young but old now and wearing dentures...

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The Big Bands of the forties, I loved them all Glenn Miller, the Dorseys, Arty Shaw and Les Paul They were so smooth And quite raucous too Collected their 78s, I certainly had a ball...

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Anyone who has lived through them as I have, Knows the Forties were the most memorial of all Of the decades of the Twentieth Century And surely the most vivid in recall. Personally, they were the greatest of my life. I was married in the year of Forty-One. Then in March of Nineteen-Forty Three, We were blessed with the birth of a...

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The best Christmas gift I receive each year Is love, simply pure sweet affection What could possibly be more cherished than that It's the meaning of Christmas on reflection Too bad this feeling doesn't last the whole year What a joyous world it would be Dream on little fellow, you're a wee bit delusional You're sounding like a nostalgic retiree The world has...

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~Lost are our beautiful starlets in the early forties In full garb, signs of their times, dancing tipping toe prancing their stance Contrasting our times, no cleavage revealed , but legs were bare For: Rick Parise Contest Name: May I Have This Sijo Dance...

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