Long Good old days Poems

Make Do and Mend,

Years ago we had jobs
We had fun and money in our pocket
Things were much better then
Once you could go out the door
And never ever lock it

But still so many struggled
To buy food...

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.So this one was really just a bit of fun I wanted to try and incorporate some really old slang type language within the piece, I've included a glossary below for the old words but...

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THE CITY AND THE STATE OF PLAY TODAY

No one worries about morals today 
They follow the rules they create
So to them all is ok
Those on the outside looking in 
Are the only ones feeling queasy...

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Just the other day I read an article explaining 
that men were working hard on making what became the “car”
Back in 1335, and I was just astonished 
to learn the race to do so actually...

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Most of you, I don’t suppose, devote a lot of time to wond’ring ‘bout your death, but, now and then, 
I begin imagining some pretty strange scenarios.   Of course I’m going to die,...

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I was an experienced astronomer, with bright eyes ever turned to the stars,
As the mysterious, intelligent aliens, might in their turn, be looking to ours.

Space had always held fascination for me, with wonders of worlds...

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Like a beacon on a hill
The white church steeple gleaming still
For all the many years gone past
It marks the path for home at last

Up and down each tree-lined street
Where childhood friends and neighbors meet
In history...

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I often wonder where this world is headed,                           ...

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A
Alas! I`m in a
confused state,
As I wonder in
perpetual
restlessness
 B
Bind by different
thoughts that are
not mine,
I keep remembering
the good old days
 C
Caught in the middle
of fights that I
don`t know of;
I mellow down to
understand this
misery
 D
Desperately looking
for answers...

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And on a dark night, I closed my eyes
So much was the calm even the best dream defies 
With a flash of light and voices ended the peace 
I saw unknown faces and I realized...

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Grandad The Superhero

My grandad was a superhero,
You would not think it true,
For now he’s old and very slow,
And he only wears one shoe.

He used to soar across the sky,
Birdman was his name,
But now he can...

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I was a professional, melodic dance instructor, at the flowery prime of the art,
And I taught its various, elegant styles, sweet joy of valuable living to impart.

The noble old classic styles will never die, like...

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Its been years may be,
as i enter you room again, feeling of lonliness creeps again.
feeling of vacivity inside me.
weeks into months into a years have passed, back again i m here.
my birthday again, have come...

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When were the Good Old Days? 

Was it before we stopped to remember those who died that horrible sunny day of September
11, 2001? 

Was it when subways and buses were safe and weren’t bombed twice...

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Wide-eyed and poised today, as I look at yesterday, I can see tomorrow.* If nothing else, yesterday taught me that tomorrow will be a little like today, because today has features of yesterday and tomorrow....

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You've probably heard your fair share of love poems over the years.
I know I have.
But I had something I wanted to say
and figured why not make another cliche.

Love an intense feeling of deep affection
Love a...

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I once toiled in delta fields of cotton, knowing that such toil would not always be my LOT. When filled, the cotton sacks were so heavy that I wanted to DROP.
Cotton roes were long, grasses...

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Durians As king Of Fruits

When it is fruits season locally, everywhere there is an abundant display of all kinds of fruits…
In any given location, you’ll be spoilt for choices given the wide selection of fruits…

Of...

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It saddens me...

       Seeing folks who once stood so tall;
        Still towering giants in our society.
      ...

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I was a classic 1957 Chevrolet Bel-Air, in mint condition, admiral and white.
My owner had other beautiful, classic cars, like stars sparkling into twilight.

My owner loved his old cars, saying 'they don't make them like...

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How am I doing

Well thanking you very much indeed

For being kind enough to ask

Because I am doing just fine

In fact I can't tell a lie i am actually
way far better than that bordering on
great 

Because...

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"The streams are my veins." 


Can you hear the drum beats of fear as do I?
Does the mere sound of these fears make you want to CRY?
You don't want to believe it, and hope it's...

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We were cousins and had grown up
Close friends, living not far apart.
When I was nine and he was eight,
(His sister and my brothers were younger)
We were going to get married
Some day and have ten children,
Ten...

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A memory is like a rock in the river
The longer it drifts the smaller it gets
Possibly distorted by the waves
Like a memory over the course of time
It gets whittled down and fades
And eventually you wonder...

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Sunday afternoon my grandmother decided to take me down with her to the memory lane.
She seemed  excited like a  child traveling first time on an aeroplane.
"Those were the days,
when everything was fresh and...

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