The war to end all wars was over,
and so was the deadly flu.
It was time to think of life and living,
a time for me and you.
You in your flapper finery,
your long cigarette holder askew.
Me in my knickers and straw hat,
we strolled down the avenue.
Watched movies both silent and sinful,
until the night was new.
And then danced till the night was gone,
drinking the latest bootleg brew.
To the sound of the Count and Duke,
the Charleston, the Lindy Hop so brand-new.
We were bee’s knees, to the tees,
and nouveau riche, too.
We were Bearcat and Stutts,
Tin Lizzies in ruts, always on the go.
When I asked you to "cut the rug. "
You never, ever, said "No."
You were my peach,
we'd summer at the beach.
And welcome the winter snow.
A warm fire with no place to go.
We were high wire,
our hearts were on fire,
it lasted as long as a flame,
a decadent decade in name.
Came 1929 and the dire bell rang,
we sang our last “Old Lang Syne.”
But as we look back, can’t help but lack,
the luster of that wild and wonderful time.
This was indeed an era when the radio was considered perhaps the biggest of all innovations. Prior to the great depression of the late twenties and thirties. Before Franklin Delano Roosevelt's new deal. Brilliant piece. Highly impressive. Well penned.
Great capture of the roaring twenties. Just how old are you? (LOL)
Mary
Reviewed by Gerald Zollar (Reader)
Reviewed on March 15, 2010
As I am not in my 80's only my aunt's remember any of those times.
It does make me remember my times of the sixties my ill spent youth.
Why do we get ill and spend our youth?
As Archie Bunker sings "Those were the days."
Nicely penned poem.
This is really great, Ron, love the rhyme and the whole "take me back" feel of it. Excellent and entertaining...just a whole lot of fun.
Take care,
Sherry
My Father and Mother were young and going steady during those times. I just used a word from those times(steady) meaning engaged. Drinking was unlawfull at that time but people got it anyhow. I wish they were alive to read this charming piece.
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Excellent poetic narrative and theme's painting make this a glowing Star on constellation Creativity.
I have enjoyed the reading of "Roaring 20s" for its poetic imagery, voice; and subject dealt.
Viva the Poet!
In reverent appreciation,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Great capture of the roaring twenties. Just how old are you? (LOL)
Mary
It does make me remember my times of the sixties my ill spent youth.
Why do we get ill and spend our youth?
As Archie Bunker sings "Those were the days."
Nicely penned poem.
I enjoyed this a lot!
Superlatives back atcha ...
richard
Take care,
Sherry
Regis
GOD BLESS YOU
Tony