Twenties Poems - Poems about Twenties

upon reaching my late twenties, my life just seemed to go downhill my father's health had worsened, and he was in hospital, gravely ill I went to see him mid-week, and then again on Saturday but he lost the fight next Friday, when he sadly passed away. I remember well the funeral as it was a very special date it...

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when I reached my twenties, there came great changes in my life I met the man who ultimately, asked me to become his wife I'd had two or three encounters when I played the dating game but I finally found the special man, who set my heart aflame. my time before I met him, I was a carefree single...

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I was in my twenties When I met a guy, His heart so real Like a diamond inside. He used to tell stories, and I would laugh, As if he would do anything to make me smile. We shared tears and happiness, The tears were mine, For my heart was like a dry old pine, And he was as comforting as old red wine. He...

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Haha, must be funny, How I had substantial dreams for my early 20s, I believed I would have an excellent life! With a good job, And possibly even a hubby. Now in my mid-20s, No job and no income to woo. Dreams postponed and placed on hold. I only have my degree to my name, Like tying a knot, no income, no...

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He was born young, I mean really young His hair was curly, fluffy and beige His skin, for milk and fire a bridge His eyes, orbs of fiery passion Favoured was he by Aphrodite and Adonis He is he that is moulded by time and endless time of daydream. Bite Size Poem no48...

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In the 1920’s a hundred years ago There was so much slang, it danced to and fro. The cat’s pajamas meant a marvelous thing Something terrific, an idea that could swing. Whoever created it is probably gone away now. But it meant something exciting, great. Don’t have a cow. Another 1920’s lingo that meant, don’t lose it please. Many of these sayings...

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The widow still in her twenties and tender Can an account of her glamour render: Jesus Christ, just her temporary darling She, sure to later catch a man with pounds sterling! Hers is a prison with loosening chain After six months: The dotted with pains And tolerable don’ts. Even with the longest, a full year Fully bounces back The Pearly...

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Sassy and sultry from the twenties Not these twenties, those twenties. She shows an arrogance unseen for a century. I am in love with her pearled quail feathered headdress. Vibrant and alive, she wows me in the best of ways. Her art deco owl oversees her unique awesomeness. I feel pride as her artist. She is the ultimate in sass!...

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Fringe on edge of a dancing flapper’s skirt Provocative and playful, enticing and tantalizing Encouraging other women To dare be more modern, Bob their head, dance in public Changing the world One woman at a time Who is willing to normalize bawdy Usually found in the bigger cities Two or three years Before they arrive in the small towns Maybe never arriving in the...

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Flirting flappers Whipper snappers Prohibitions Big restrictions Legs are showing pearls are Swirling Charleston’s harking Lovers sparking Dancing Lindy With Miss Mindy Jitterbugging Afterwards hugging Raccoon coats Rowing boats Bathtub gin Fun never ends. ...

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Back in the rip-roaring days of the twenties Free sex was available and there sure was plenty While doing the Jelly Roll Girl's parts they would show And men started flashing their twenties...

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Roaring Twenties Nostalgia and age like bacon and eggs, With buttered toast and jam on the side for breakfast; And coffee, and a glass of orange juice to drink, And a memory in-between to rethink. The day begins with boring continuance: Of routines, platitudes, and goodwill gestures, While accepting a life of privileged convenience, In-between the extremes of social posturing. Genius flourished during the...

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A silk Rose, you caught my eye But you hid your thorns of shattered glass I grew wiser because of you...

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Thinking back to my teenage years my early twenties, falling in love was so easy. Truth was a tightrope of winks and smiles, of the promise of tomorrow and today was just fine. Youth in its wondrous ignorance sees art were cans of paint on a cloth of filth has spilt. Poetry with a guitar, the weed...

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Back in the rip roaring days of the twenties Free sex was available and there sure was plenty While doing the Jelly Roll Girl's parts they would show And men started flashing their twenties © Jack Ellison 2013...

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