|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|That music makes me cry. Guess I'll have to write my saga, too. Those were the days.
|Reviewed by Connie Faust
|And now I have come to your own wonderful poem, a delight to read and remember. You were more daring than I, but I do have the distinction of climbing several feet up a high-tension electric pole (the square metal kind) before being ordered down by my Mom. Who told on me?
Thanks for the challenge--I sat at the computer and wrote mine, not caring about the rhyme or meter, so mine is quite a hodge podge, like a "come-as-you-are" poem.
|Reviewed by Walt Hardester
|I loved the memories this evoked.
Feeling so very much better these days and up to your challenge.
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|I almost missed this Belle! I'll have to give it a try!;-) this is wonderfully done,know you a bit better now;)... etw|
|Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper
|job well done my dear poetess, maybe I'll try one, but I might get stuck on some bad times, like when I was in the fifth grade I cut all my eyebrows off, for quite awhile I walked around looking like a martian, my young life was so full of stupid, I'm just glad it's over, hugs|
|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|Thanks for the memories and inspiration to challenge. Never cared for Lawrence Welk, had a pile of 78's but lots more 45's. Patrick|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|a warm capture of an innocent and lovely moment of youth ...|
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|Beautifully done, Belle.|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Such sweet memories well-shared within your verses awaken my own, Belle. Thank you! Love and best wishes,
|Reviewed by J'nia Fowler
|I just wrote one before reading your challenge. I love yours. J'nia|
|Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse
|I know some may think envy is bad thing
but I do envy others all the time, and it is in a good way
I envy your beautiful memories!! We all have them
& these are exquisite childhood memories Belle!!
Tire Swings, Rope Knots
& Playing King of The Hill
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|Looks like you had fun! I especially like the part about hand made ice cream and the skinny dips, so funny!
|Reviewed by Roger Ochs
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|I'm captivated by your memories and I will try to respond with
a few memories of my own early days if I can reach back that far.
Thank you for all of your kind words that make me feel at home
again. Love, gene.
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|Love this one, will have to try it...e|
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Love it and so many things I can empathize with...
|Reviewed by Liana Margiva
|WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Lianaa Margiva|
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|What beautiful memories to hold on to. I was ten when my grandmother bought her first television. Think I spent more time watching the Indian Chief in the circle than I did television shows. She taught me so much, some of which I still carry with me today. Make my own bread, pasta, ice cream, tomato sauce. She used to sit me and the groceries in the side car of her motorcycle. Gosh, what a flood of memories...
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|Perfect, Belle, perfect!
|Reviewed by David Maclellan
|Fantastic Belle, so rich in the imagery of those wonderful, youthful days!
The challenge is there folks, I can't wait for your literary visitations to those by gone days where life was simple and kids fought dragons with wooden swords instead of a mouse!
Waiting for the memories,
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Wow. The older I get, the more I look back ... beautiful, nostalgic lines. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|Belle,youth and its attendant memories play the sweetest melody to aging bodies and minds attempting to cherry pick the best events of life. When simplicity wasn't a derogatory remark and truth had no politically correct interpretation. We took folks at their word and were almost never disappointed. Long ago and so far away. Joy irretrievably lost in the maze of time. I love your rendering my dear friend. I do not know if I am up to your challenge. May you always know joy, love and peace. Jon Michael|