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Premium Member Jane Fonda

1981 was a year I’ll always remember
The movie “On Golden Pond” debuted
I saw it on the big screen

It was nice nothing special
Right up until that horrific scene
The one that changed our lives forever

My jaw suddenly dropped
Instantly realizing its significance
The camera ever so slowly zoomed in

From ever so far and ever so deviously
Inching towards Jane Fonda in her mid-forties
Sporting a skimpy bikini ~

Revolutionizing expectations forever
Life as we knew ended that day ~
Since then women are heard muttering
See what you did, Jane Fonda



AP: Honorable Mention 2020


Nostalgia: 70s

NOSTALGIA: 70s

REMEMBER...
BOBBY SHORT originally sung the "CHARLIE" Commercial, that was one of my FAVORITES...
(Kind Of Young, Kind of Now...Charlie! 
Kind Of FREE, Kind of WOW!!! CHARLIE!) 
I also and still love the WINDSONG jingle...(Windsong STAYS On My Mind!) All The Time*, And I'll BUST OUT SINGING that 70s Version, in Gleeful Immersion...Never Thought I'd HEAR that again...and then came: YOUTUBE! Grooving Back In Time...
That PURITY makes my Heart Tingle*...STILL!

REMEMBER...
FREDDIE PRINZE! "CHICO AND THE MAN" OMG! Man, the CRUSH I HAD!!!! Talk about a SMILE, CHARISMA and COMEDIC TIMING, HE WAS A PRINCE IN MY MIND!!!! I Just LOVED How HE EXUDED! And The GUESTS...
JOSÈ FELICIANO and SAMMY DAVIS JR., 
THEME SONG TRIBUTES, EMOTION WISE: 
PURE GOLD*****

REMEMBER...
"NIGHT GALLERY"...(Debuted in 1969) 
A Year After the First* Year of MY LIFE...SMILE*
I Remember ROD SERLING~
(WHAT A VOICE...WHAT AN UNDERSTATEMENT!) 
Those IMAGES* Were INCREDIBLE! UNFORGETTABLE! NOTHING...
FELT MORE DISTURBING* THAN SEEING THE OPENING CREDITS! UNNERVING! "TWILIGHT ZONE" BECAME MY PREFERRED WELL-KNOWN! NOW THAT I'M GROWN; 
I APPRECIATE THE REMARKABLE SCI-FI SHOWN...BECAUSE I WAS B L O W N AWAY! HAUNTED, DAUNTED '"TIL THIS DAY!!!"

THE 70s...THESE ARE A FEW OF MY COUNTLESS MEMORIES...MARVELING* FROM MY YOUNGER ME!!!

I SURELY LOVE 1970 AND EVERYTHING* IN THAT DELIGHTFUL DECADE...

E S P E C I A L L Y,
ALL THAT INTRODUCTION TO MY CHILDHOOD NOSTALGIA!

"NOTHING BLAND" AND...
AS A KID, IT DEFINITELY *WOWED* YA! 

"DO YOU REMEMBER BABY...
DO YOU REMEMBER THE TIMES OF YOUR LIFE?" 
*A NOD* :-)
SUNG BY PAUL ANKA, A 70s CLASSIC. 

ON TV LAND, PRESENTS THIS 70s BRAND:
"BIONIC WOMAN" 
OH YEAH!!!! :-) MY YOUTH"FULL" MEMORIES...
I'LL ALWAYS* REMEMBER~~~~~


"GOOD NIGHT :-) JOHN BOY!" 


©Renee Denise Gross {GHPPR} 01/18/2018

Premium Member Glenn Miller and Tommy Dorsey

Was just a young'un in the big band era
But it seems just like yesterday
Listening to Glenn Miller and Tommy Dorsey
Still love it right to this day

Miller's Modernaires, and Dorsey's Pied Pipers
With their smooth harmonic blend
Chattanooga Choo-Choo and The Trolley Song
Brought me so much pleasure no end

Guess I was influenced by my older sisters
Was not even ten at the time
It just goes to show the impact they had made
For those long ago days I still pine

It wasn't until Elvis debuted in fifty-six
When Rock'n Roll took over
The Big Band era came quickly to a halt
And ended it's popular exposure

Don't even know what is popular today
Or even if they've given it a name
Guess I'm just an old guy living in the past
Progress is the name of the game
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Miller and Dorsey

Was just a young'un in the big band era
But it seems just like yesterday
Remember listening to Miller and Dorsey
Still love it right to this day

Miller's Modernaires, and Dorsey's Pied Pipers
With their smooth harmonic blend
Chattanooga Choo-Choo and The Trolley Song
Brought me so much pleasure no end

Guess I was influenced by my older sisters
Was not even ten at the time
It just goes to show the impact they had made
For those long ago days I still pine

It wasn't until Elvis debuted in fifty-six
When Rock'n Roll took over
The Big Band era came quickly to a halt
And ended it's popular exposure

Don't even know what is popular today
Or even if they've given it a name
Guess I'm just an old guy living in the past
Progress is the name of the game

  

© Jack Ellison 2014
Form: Quatrain

Endless Loop

I didn’t have a movie camera
When my kids were small,
So photos captured moments
We hoped someday to recall.

The pictures mostly highlight
Celebrations or events,
But ordinary life a picture
Rarely represents.

We whipped the Kodak out on trips
Or holidays or meets,
An average day not worthy
Of a photograph’s conceits.

Today, though, any cell phone
Can record an endless loop
So each moment of a childhood
Is a chance to point and swoop.

What I wonder is what happens
When these children come of age.
Will they want to see their lives unfold
At every single stage?

More than likely these recordings,
Very special when debuted,
Will be rapidly forgotten
And won’t ever be re-viewed.
Form: Rhyme


While Rummaging Thru Papers To Shred

While rummaging thru papers to shred...

Earlier this November fourth
two thousand and nineteen
your truly long in the tooth 
(er...in dentured) wordsmith
rifled thru miscellaneous papers to shred
unwittingly chancing upon

report cards enlightening me,
academic, emotional, social...
characteristics, née significant
figurative "red flags,"
(no not signifying me being blacklisted
re: guarding Communism taking root)

rather teacher's comments
signaled moderate behavioral crisis,
where bass and treble clef acronyms
“Good Boys Do Fine Always”
"every good boy does fine"
respectively analogously noteworthy

(namesake Matthew Scott Harris)
because a lad (in) attendance at:
following primary grade schools:
Audubon Elementary, Eagleville,
and Henry Kline Boyer)
exhibited crushing arduousness

nsync with chronically
profound inability to
acclimate, integrate, participate...
spelling academic difficulty,
alienation, isolation, resignation...
said pronounced mental, physical,

and social perturbations
compounded manifold when promoted
regardless abysmal failing marks
most likely congenital,
vital intervention absent
absolute zero doubt

developmental delay debuted,
since youngest daughter
twenty one February 4th, 2020
diagnosed soon after birth
within autistic spectrum
intervention luckily bridged
yawning, looming, gaping... cleft

less apparent to non family,
she functions admirably
employed at World Market
while enrolled at Bend, Oregon
Community College
relieved healthy maturation
courtesy ability appropriate

custom tailored, (not necessarily swiftly,
nor styled harriedly)
confidence building academic assignments
need based (cost free) tutoring
wrap around at our home,
based speech pathology,

Montgomery County Hospital,
acquiring driver's license,
progressing positively (think)
chronological milestones achieved
mostly on target

boosting self esteem, worthiness
validating benefits, viz palliative care
side stepping severe suicidal
tendency unlike her papa
who permanently stunted his growth.

Segway Samples Daily Bites

The year when there are
two Friday the thirteenths.
A the editors at the
Pamphlet Confidental
Released a report on the
6-15-23 Orca Attacks.
It included Superman and
Aquaman spearheading and
commanding the Orcas to
attack the Spanish ship.
Lex Luthor and Brainiac held
a press conference releasing
The information.Meanwhile
a meteorite in space was discovered
the the Daily News revealed the
Large rock had a set of rocket boosters
and a glass shelf that appeared to
be glass Clark Kent said the object
appeared to be alien. In the same week
The Song "Abba Dancer" debuted. The
Song is said to be by the group
Faz Eddy and Genre Won. We here at
Bow Guss Magazine believe that these are
the Wonder Twins deciesed as a loveable
Music group tryna get closer to hear the
Whispers of the Legion of Doom.Because we
hear Black Manta and Pure.Evil has opened
up a Music Company and has signed Sinara and Fluffious to a new music deal, stay tuned.
Form: Ballade

Segway Samples Daily Bites

The year when there are
two Friday the thirteenths.
A the editors at the
Pamphlet Confidental
Released a report on the
6-15-23 Orca Attacks.
It included Superman and
Aquaman spearheading and
commanding the Orcas to
attack the Spanish ship.
Lex Luthor and Brainiac held
a press conference releasing
The information.Meanwhile
a meteorite in space was discovered
the the Daily News revealed the
Large rock had a set of rocket boosters
and a glass shelf that appeared to
be glass Clark Kent said the object
appeared to be alien. In the same week
The Song "Abba Dancer" debuted. The

CRTC Saint Sabastain --
Champ Royal Tournament of Champions
Song is said to be by the group
Faz Eddy and Genre Won. We here at
Bow Guss Magazine believe that these are
the Wonder Twins deciesed as a loveable
Music group tryna get closer to hear the
Whispers of the Legion of Doom.Because we
hear Black Manta and Pure.Evil has opened
up a Music Company and has signed Sinara and Fluffious to a new music deal, stay tuned.
Form: Ballade

Premium Member Michael's Final Olympics

The Louvre debuted an exhibit today:
Cascading Marbles of Ripples and Folds.
In waves came patrons in trenches to see
what secrets David, the masterpiece, holds;

Each stroke of genius from Michelangelo,
memories written by one fountain pen.
The stories of glory reflected in mirrors,
standing on mantels as sculptures - not men;

Below, the crests are eagerly waiting
to swim with artists whose tributes remind:
Of time, friends, and even love sacrificed,
with hopes that they may be honored in kind.

Immortal cocoons that blossomed to gold,
butterflies all, confident, hold steady,
their backs are pressed with spotlighted silver,
adrenaline flowing now as they ready:
Greek gods embossed with streamed streaks of bronze,
on cliffs of Olympus, peer at the sea;	

Then, from the silence, a shrill piercing scream –
     Michael Phelps gives chase to one final dream.


8/10/2016
Submitted for Contest:  Olympic Mania
Form: Quatrain

Who Beside This Atheist Doth Say Thar Haint No Angels

Who Beside This Atheist Doth "say" Thar Haint No Angels?

Two fatal head on
     deadly automobile accidents
     in quick succession at 
     Zieglerville, Pennsylvania 
     poetic traffic circle
     killed me twice today,
this communique notated, recorded,
     and transcribed adieu "say"

je nais sais quois eh
by divine angels, who aided
this deceased jay
bird, said winged
     saviors didst sashay
in mine close proximity, this lifeless
     badly damaged body
     sprawled on the road,

when just by the "FAKE"
     skin of my...er...dentures,
     I whiz invisibly
     whisked toward unearthly safety,
     and (just in the nick
     of time before corpse
     of mine thorough lay
underwent aught top say),

this generic organ
     donor and eBay
trader found himself shunted
     into an expansive
     cerebral, cerulean,
     and celestial heavenly
     gate atmospheric quay
king cosmic arena,

     where Cupids practiced play
ying getting strangers lovestruck
     when rehearsals debuted, yay
nearly finding this
     wordsmith spell bound
     yours truly with a may
zing starry eyed,
     and stir craze zee,

the first female
     (coincidentally, a head
     over heels teenage crush)
aye didst yip pee
mon decaying flesh
     felt WOWed, cuz she
never looked better re:
eternally sleeping with her

     stone face, prithee
one, where death be
     not proud did justice,
     yet rules forbid fraternizing
     with deceased, nee
     (repudiating no exceptions
     against gender bending
     strictures) amidst soul asylum,

     could witness punishment, nay
saying of guilty party landing
squarely into jailed
     into the absolute
     worst hellish clinker
     back to the future as
     joining every other
     mere mortal upon Earth,

     next best option offered
     aside from (undying soul
     reveling in immortality),
     would be fate offered,
     by Scott, sans the blimey
(hen pecking) road

     less traveled me
disappointing fate,
     where alternative possibility,
chosen minus collisions, and
     absent adolescent
     post mortem inamorata.

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