Short 1965 Poems

each conifer branch
bright with strands of silver blink -
white christmas crooning

11/18/2021
HMS...

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   The Beatles, song stylists
     so far ahead of their time

   Their music, to harmony
     what poetry is to rhyme...

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Song : Poupee de cire poupee de son
Singer : France Gall
Year : 1965

A doll I am, my life is there, bared in between my lines for the whole world to read.

12 Dec 2015...

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Despite their voting
On the Voting Right Act of 1965
People of this notion
Are still so confused at heart;
Loss of this angry sea,
I the neutral and what I dare 
Above the last cry of Social Rights....

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REHABILITATION

In 1965 I started
In 1982 I finished rehab 
Today I'm teaching others
Life is better in recovery
Come Celebrate Recovery with me

12 May 2018
For the contest sponsored by Julia Ward...

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“Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal; bad poets deface what they take, and good poets make it into something better, or at least something different.” T.S. Eliot, poet (1888-1965)
  

Copied / Not My work..I saw this and I liked it.....

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August 1965
Laying hot tar and sand 
Swarms of  mosquitoes
Broiling summer sun
Warm water tasted cool
Low pay, nasty job
No job, no pay
Endless stretches ahead
Laying hot tar, sand, 
Sweat, and what was left
of my self esteem
On Georgia roads...

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1965


Yes, I'm the last baby boomer
too young for Woodstock, Kennedy
too old now to pretend
But I am the People
I'm this generation
freedom has been my friend
Call me niave, I still believe
we are all our beautiful color
our sister, father, brother
We are all Eve...

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My child is grown
to the state of a voice
whose every pitch
asks questions
for which
I have no reply.

These garbled queries
like music to my ears
fill the fear
that as he grows
the questions will
no longer remain
in merely the pitch,
and I may hold
no answers
for his
innocence.


 - 1965 -...

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Betsy Wetsy was the doll we all had to have in the sixties.
She drank water, and she wet, and she came with diapers.
We were thrilled, watching diaper changes on TV
Every Saturday morning until we were in a frenzy about it.
I think every girl in 1965 had a Betsy Wetsy doll.
Because I did, and I was always last....

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WINSTON CHURCHILL  
  
A Commoner and not a lord,
He spent his life,
And round his bedside,
Stood only his children, and his wife.

His stroke was fatal,
At 8 am on the 24th day
Of January in the year 1965,
God paved his way.

A genius, an orator,
A husband loving and so mild,
A man who swayed the masses,
In fact “History’s Child”....

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Christopher Plummer above the stars
Where the hills are alive
With the sound of music
And songs of a thousand years


Christopher Plummer, 1929-2021, was a successful stage and film actor who played Baron Georg von Trapp in The Sound of Music,1965

For: A Celebrity Epitaph Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Michelle Faulkner.
January 3, 2022...

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I went with Dad,
just us two,
to the hardware store.
We got replacement tubes for the TV,
Sometimes, filters for the heater.
He bought me
Necco wafers -
all different colors -
priceless coins.

Sometimes,
we picked up rock salt
for the ice-cream maker - 
vanilla -
cold, smooth, delectable,
an elusive taste.
One man knew
the secret,
in Downey, California, 
1965....

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When you were ten years old,
you lived in the 19th centrury,
never thinking, knowing,
the hum of odd machinery,
enlightenment, a few years later, 
electric symphony, motors
and war chants screaming 
after depression, God dying
somewhere face-down in a
German prison, and with
60 odd years, the greying beard
and wet eyes contemplated drying
five feet underground in 1965....

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Like a gentle poem, he whispers against my skin
Loving, warming thoughts of hopeful expressions
Making me feel alive again, filled up within
The yearnings for his touch actually chastens
Touching me with scents of jasmines
Piercing my skin with a sense of pure affections
Awakening the joy inside that always destines	

I’m a 7
Birthday: 11-20-1965



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In high school, I had a Falcon made by Ford.
That was just about all that we could afford.
It was from the fleet of Ma Bell.
They drove it a lot, I could tell.
Graduating high school, it was my reward.

It came from the year of 1965.
That was before many of us were alive.
Transmission was a three speed stick.
Sometimes, driving it made me sick.
For more than two years, that was all I could drive.
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The maple leaf a symbol of Canada, red and white official colors,
Thousand of designs, years of exhausting debate, finally unfurled in 1965;
It adorns the tombstones of military graves, it flutters above my great county.


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July 15, 2015

Verse

Flag of Canada

Written by Broken Wings

For the contest, Represent your Country/State, sponsor, Skat

Second Place...

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To the melody of 
"Cara Mia," by
Jay & the Americans
c. 1965

Corona virus, Why
Don't you say goodbye
Each time you infect
A life you do wreck

You're just an ugly bug
You halt us when we hug
Our graves you've dug
You're creepy and smug

Here's my final word
You accursed nerd
Hitch yourself to a bird
Fly away... away... Goodbye!

(Chorus):
COVID 19, Why
COVID 19, Why
COVID 19, Why
Goodbye ~ GOODBYE!...

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Newport 1965
(Or Dylan Goes Electric)

This was the dream concert
folk was at its peak
Pete Seeger, Joan Baez,
Odetta, Peter, Paul and Mary
Bill Monroe, Johnny Cash,
Gordon Lightfoot, Ian and Sylvia
But the prize, the dream was
to see Dylan play Blowin’ In the Wind
acoustically.
The folkie purists were shocked,
the dream had died.
Dylan played Maggie’s Farm with an
electric guitar and their world came
to an end.
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Mission Exit


In the far lane
out of the marine fog,
Near Mission Road Exit-
the 5 South-
a 1965 Ford Ranchero,
vein blue 
and sea bleached bone white.
The grim faced driver,
hands at ten and two,
her plum head wrap and
fingers tight as roots,
her face twisted furrows. 
I will never know her.
She will hold all she knows
sacred, broken-
as real as a sharpened knife-
and disappear uncaptured
even by these words.



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I was born this day in 1965
It's now 2017 and I am happy to be alive
I am so blessed with such great family and friends
The love you all show me is hard to comprehend

As I reflect back on this past year
I am reminded how precious our time is here
So have no regrets as you look to the past
And live each day as if it's your last

So thanks for all the well wishes and birthday cheers
Now its time to celebrate and drink a few beers...

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Indonesia 


In 1965 I read an article in Newsweek 
a mass killing of communists, 
about a million, men, women and children. 
The writer of this article concluded with:
the communists had brought this slaughter
upon themselves.
But the aftermath of this atrocity still fester,
and the truth has to be told if this country 
is ever to find redemption.
Today Bali is a mecca for history ignorant 
tourists, who soak up the sun on a beach 
that once soaked up the blood of the innocent...

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