Long 1920s Poems

Roaring Twenties

Nostalgia and age like bacon and eggs,
With buttered toast and jam on the side for breakfast;
And coffee, and a glass of orange juice to drink,
And a memory in-between to rethink.

The day begins with boring...

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The People's Coop
is a warm inviting place,
for some
a reading and meditation
and arts practice and performance space,
for others
a place to ride sleek bicycles
with self-and-other improvement book racks
while peddling energy into the cooperative Grid,
sheltered by solar panel...

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Ah the cake before the icing!!!!!! 

Notes:

Aimee Semple McPherson (October 9, 1890 – September 27, 1944), also known as Sister Aimee, was a Canadian born in Salford, Ontario. She was a Los Angeles–based evangelist and...

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It was back in the 1920s that
Harold Welsner brought his fiancé home,
to show the family his lovely Sandra,
blue-eyed beauty, auburn hair, and small bones.

He wanted to show he Colorado,
his girl had never been out of...

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There is a story from Renmark in the Riverland
Of a man in the bush as his legend began
He was a shearer from New Zealand in the Depression
Who came to Australia in the 1920s for shearing...

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Riveting Thread

Riveting 
designs of antiquitity
Recovered ruins of the distant past 
Mix and match with modern taste
Adaptations and variations  
Cropped tops
High waisted pants 

Shoulder pads
Corsets
Tie dye tee shirts
And acid jeans

Fringe Flapper strings and beads 
Sequins...

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Well, I suppose that I am again revealing my age,
But I grew up when Burma Shave signs were all the rage!
Could it be that those 'masterly creations' sparked my poetic bent,
As I soaked up a...

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Sailboats horses and carts and canal transport
Whale oil lighting and candles, salt to preserve
Meat, limited sanitation and available running
Water, all are part of a formerly more static society '

Which kept people in their national boundries.'
The...

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The snow on the ground is aglow at midnight

A sheet of moonlight

Like a sketchpad with shadows
Stretched from tree limbs furiously penciled in,
A speakeasy dance floor from the 1920s
Mobbed and sashaying,
Doing the jitterbug,

With black arms and...

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I
You will not be flying very far for the rest of 2020
Say goodbye to globe-trotting entitlements
The airlines are flummoxed: they need you; you need plenty
Of leg room (Finally!) Six whole feet passengers!

II
Now, at work you...

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When we love life so much
we hate to live,
she said,
nothing. And I was not about:
—to give in.

You drink death from a bottle
filled with nothing,
"Like" ashes that never left an ember.
And we had classes... on the...

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The bric-a-brac shop waits on Rue Nationale.
In a sleepy French town.
It opens at ten,
And closes at one,
Till three.
Then on till seven in the evening.
Madame opens the shutters
Before going to feed her little dog,
Hettie. 
Hettie's toenails...

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(Baldassare Galuppi was a music composer
in 18th century Venice.  Johann Pachelbel
came a little earlier.  Maurice Chevalier and
Mistinguette were vaudeville artists and
on-off lovers in Paris in the 1920s.)

Your filigree correctly fret, 
those perforations, so...

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Knickerbocker Glory
There's a story
How it got it's name
It originated in New York
In the early 1900s', so I've heard talk.
After a Hotel painted pink and cream
Gave rise to the Knickerbocker Glory dessert dream
The Knickerbocker Hotel sounds...

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