Short The Good Old Days Poems
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What a lovely lamp,
not contemporary style,
from the good old days,
early Dachau I am told
it's very old, menschlich skin.
the good old days
blacks lining up for restrooms
always in back
buses, trains, movie houses--all
but please spend your money here
Your access denied.
Tick: I am not a robot.
A system outage,
remember the good old days,
when pen and paper would do.
The slightest
Of touch
On your lips
In the breeze
Don’t think back
To the good old days
For know one thing
Its me behind
Ahead and blind
ran down grassy slopes
looking for bleating lambs
chasing butterflies~
our world buoyant like bubbles
high up, dazzling rainbow hues.
One thing is for sure when tales are told
The "good old days" are sure to unfold
Now understand
What made them grand
Was that we weren't good and we weren't old!
In the good old days,
Backyard loos were the way,
The old blip carter appears,
From a dim and distant year,
Had the blip can on his back,
Strode off down nostalgia's track!
Darling…my dear…
I’ve held this in for so many years…think back to the good old days
when we were young… forgive me for that day…
for burying you in the sand on that cold September day…
Gone are the free fun days,
Where you played like a child.
Gone are the good old days where
You had fun together.
Gone are the memories that you made of each other as time goes on.
Oh for the good old days, life was simpler then
Up with the birdies, then to the office we went
Traffic was a breeze
No, you first please!
Now it's amazing, to survive without dents
These will be the good old days 20 years from now
Mankind marches on and we all survive somehow
Avoid extinction
By manipulation
Don't know how long we can continue to milk the cows
Oh for the good old days, life was simpler then
Up with the birdies, then to the office we went
Traffic was a breeze
No, you first please!
Now it's amazing, we survive without dents
Oh for the good old days, life was simpler then
Up with the birdies, then to the office we went
Traffic was a breeze
No, you first, please!
Now it's amazing, to survive without dents
In the good old days, good people sorted
all the folks into “us" and the sordid.
The American state
was apparently “great.”
But what "great" means is poorly reported.
My wife and I lived happily for twenty years
Then we met!!! Ever since I've been in arrears
Oh for the good old days
Enjoyed my “being right” phase
Ever since I've become dead between the ears
During the not-so-Great Depression
FDR practiced self-suppression
'chatting with us' just once a week
During the current pandemic
Press conferences are epidemic
Pols grabbing every microphone to speak
Me and my wife lived happily for twenty years
Then we met!!! Ever since I've been in arrears
Oh for the good old days
Enjoyed my “being right” phase
Ever since, I've become dead between the ears
Me and my wife lived happily for twenty years
Then we met!!! Ever since I've been in arrears
Oh for the good old days
Enjoyed my “being right” phase
Ever since, I've become dead between the ears
Me and my wife lived happily for twenty years
Then we met!!! Ever since I've been in arrears
Oh for the good old days
Enjoyed my “being right” phase
Ever since, I've become dead between the ears
The smell that brought back memories
An acquainted scent...
That of soft, wet mud stepped on..
Oh! The good old days
A haiku - 5 7 5 Syllable Count
This guy goes back a lot further than most
All the way back when we didn't wear clothes
Only one thing on our mind
We almost went blind
And our complexion was pale like that of a ghost
© Jack Ellison 2015
Modern Marvin grabs a sandwich
Devours it in a bite
Wolfs it down
Gobbles up a whole bag of chips
Washes it down with a Big Gulp...
His great-grandfather's daily fare
--half a potato and a crust of bread
I fell out of alignment and was looking back again. Illusion spoke with pain and said: "The good old days are dead. The spark has surely faded now, and all you have is dread." So I opened the Holy Bible and read - Ecclesiestes 7:10...
Once we were very young,
Our journey had begun,
We bounced around in the back,
No seatbelts, alas, alack,
I was rubbing the hair of Grandpa Jack,
Trying to drive, with me on his back,
That was 'the good old days',
Vanished in nostalgic haze!
Once we were very young,
Our journey had begun,
We bounced around in the back,
No seatbelts, alas, alack,
I was rubbing the hair of Grandpa Jack,
Trying to drive, with me on his back,
That was 'the good old days',
Vanished in nostalgic haze!