Antiquity
If we'd lived in olden days
days of yore
the golden days
and I were a troubadour
I'd serenade you with my lute
unless I had a flute to toot
or go more than the extra mile
and sing a song to make you smile
not with the end of a lance
would I beg my lady's favour
but gallantly request a dance
mayhaps a carol
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Categories:
olden days, england, fun, history, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
In Olden Days
In olden days, without TV
Or phone or laptop or PC,
I might have joined a quilting bee
To while away the time.
I’d sit with friends and we would sew,
Discussing all there was to know
And all our handiwork would show
We had no need for Prime.
And after we would laugh and chat,
The pure delight of chewing fat,
We’d stash our
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Categories:
olden days, me,
Form: Rhyme
Give Me Back the Olden Days
In the year of 1967 I was a freshman
In high school in a small Midwest Iowa town.
Before teachers cared about bullying
and goofy stuff like kids’ feelings
We were not allowed to have them anyway back then
The gym teacher was snippy and mean.
Pinched nose, hair teased and sprayed
With enough hairspray to choke us all to death
She
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Categories:
olden days, nostalgia,
Form: Prose Poetry
Olden Days
Back in the olden days
my age of once upon a time with relatives and strangers
filled the radio episodes of Silver and the Lone Ranger
where The Shadow crept in Inner Sanctum threats
and tv intros to Howdy Doody and Uncle Milty timed guests;
I lived in innocence and well-protected immunities
of grammar school and
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Categories:
olden days, america, analogy, time,
Form: Rhyme
Give Me the Olden Days
Give me the olden days
Before I-pads, I-pods, and I-phones.
When phones were attached to walls.
Summertime people sat on their porches.
Listening to and scolding each other’s children.
Before “self-esteem” was invented.
Conversation ran rampant, people were not afraid to laugh
At themselves and each other.
No one was offended.
We were neighbors.
Everything was hilarious.
We all had homemade Kool aid popsicles,
This was before
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Categories:
olden days, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Political Verse
The Olden Days: a Memory
A friend so dear whom I do love
And whom I dream my future with
A stranger man thou art become
It is the thing I can’t believe.
Oh! I love the olden days
Of how we spent the lovely nights
With dancing feet along the way
With moon above and stars so bright
And how they think I am your wife.
When
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Categories:
olden days, best friend, grief, irony,
Form: Rhyme
The Olden Days
Times were hard in Grandma's day
No electrical appliances had she
A ringer washing machine for washing the clothes
And a whistling gas kettle for making the tea
No electric lighting
Just a lamp filled with gas
That's what I remember
When I was a lass
Kneeling down, scrubbing steps
And not just her own
With a bucket of hot water
And a block of
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Categories:
olden days, grandmother, nostalgia,
Form: Rhyme
In the Olden Days
In the Olden days when we wear grasses,
When we dance naked under the rain,
When we were cooking grasses as drug,
When we have no fear in us and fear never
Haunt us just like the way it does now.
We were fine and good to go in the world.
In the olde days when life was for the brave
You
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Categories:
olden days, art, drug,
Form: Blank verse
The Olden Days
in to the covers of sea
i can see up a boat
sails around us
with blazy wind of blow
toward the shine of sun
through the shines of moon
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Categories:
olden days, fantasy,
Form: ABC
Olden Days
White-bearded man puffed...
And found the scent of his yore,
In my purple youth
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Categories:
olden days, father, life, time,
Form: Senryu