Short 1970 Poems

Short 1970 Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about 1970 by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about 1970 by length and keyword.


Stilled Voice (For John Gawsworth, 1921-1970)

Poetry is easy, life is hard,
And so the bravest bard
Begins to buckle with the weight of brutal years—
His singing disappears.
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Form: Verse


A Toast: On the 68th Birthday of the Late John Gawsworth (1912-1970)

Whatever else he was, recall
He was a Bookman after all,
And at his quietest, a poet too.
Redonda…wine…the sordid rest
Ignore for now—extol his best!
For there was good in Gawsworth, as in you.
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Form: Verse

Semi-1970 Hypnosis

Drifting, my excellence
Blonde air-line.
Comme ce comme sais.
Bungalow Bang
Leave my space. Richard Gere in my car.
Space-Fraud
Sickening Mercedes Benz
Woah- woah. That is.
Plastic Coke
Metal Cork. Colour the Heinz.
Lovely 1980 arrives
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Form: Choka

Premium Member we wanted Farrah Fawcett cut

in the seventies we all wanted to look like Farrah Fawcett of course
She was a gorgeous blonde actress, her smile was a heavenly force.
We ran to the hairdressers to get the Farrah Fawcett cut.
None of us looked like her, so the cut was kind of a bust.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member 1970 Boogie Down Square-Dance

!Promenade Dancing fairies drinking lemonade Festive Promena Party Hardy People dancing Groups of genders embracing Passing machine Dancing Queen Boogie on Dance on Right on! Right on!


Premium Member Merry Mushroom Canister Set

In the 1970’s, merry mushroom canisters were offered by Sears Roebuck
Many of us put them into our wish lists, along with a sponge-holding duck later I learned that mushrooms meant pot, but at first I did not know
I cherished these canisters for their earthy whimsy; I truly loved them so….
Form: Rhyme

1970

It was the year of `Spirit in the Sky.’
I kept your picture, Irene.
Norman Greenbaum
has his own webpage now,
imagine that?

Your grainy wedding photograph
(cut at the time from a local newspaper),
has emerged again
as a yellow submarine.
Your rainbow stockings still fly
from that long-abandoned vessel,

now all we need is to peer together
from the same periscope.

Premium Member 1970 Seemed Modern To Me

Orange paisley in the seventies prancing in my mind
Twisted up with lemons and avocados, fruit colors
Also shown in mushroom canister sets and Tupperware

On equal footing stark straight black and white stripes
Proving we are in a new age with additional freedom
I thought it was the most modern we would ever be

Not realizing we would eventually have the internet 
Home computers? Phones without cords? No idea.
I thought the seventies were the modern we would ever be.

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