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Don't see that anymore

Contributed by recyclebin on Saturday, 14th March 2009 @ 01:36:10 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Kids these days miss so much
Remember life’s soft touch?
Sticks and stones,
John Wayne and Jesse James.
Now its,
Ipods and Cell Phones,
My space and PS3 games.
I recall back in the day, pulling my little sister.
In that red flyer wagon....
Her running behind, as we ran,
Those little legs always laggin…

We had life lassoed,
When we stood for…
something.
You just don’t see that anymore….

The other day at the local
Fast food chain.
I held the door open for
An elderly woman,
Smiling as she got of the rain..…
I remember the days
Of the five and dime.
The old fashioned cash registers
Seemed like we had all day to get things done…
We weren’t running against old father time…

We had life lassoed,
When we stood for…
something.
You just don’t see that anymore….

I picked up an old novel
Off the mantle of the fireplace.
Dusted off the cover,
We just don’t…..
Take the time to embrace, the story,
inside the story.
We all, are too worried,
Something will pass us by…..
Maybe we just….
Need to stop for a minute, breath,
And for once turn a blind eye….

We had life lassoed,
When we stood for…
something.
You just don’t see that anymore….

On the corner is the old cowboy poet…
He tries to turn the world
Into giant love song duet.
Knowing that nothing he says
Will change the way we are….
But he gives it a whirl, anyways.
Singing as if it’s an 8 second ride..
On a blazing evening star….


Tonight…
I watch as my world Crochets ,
Rocking on the chair,
I sit here amazed….
Just how much patience she has….
I’m blessed, to have such a genuine love affair.
I adore her as much as….
The very first day we met.
Under the moon and stars of the midnight sky.
It’s something … that one cannot ever forget.

We had life lassoed,
When we stood for…
something.
You just don’t see that anymore….




Copyright © recyclebin ... [ 2009-03-14 01:36:10]
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Re: Don't see that anymore (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 14th March 2009 @ 02:08:35 AM AEST
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My hell you captured my thoughts today in this write.
I loved the tale you weaved here and I could see you and the sis running.... When we stood for something, yes I wish those days would come back.... Sad thing it wasn't all that long ago and it has disappeared out of few but never out of memory.

Loved the write
Huggers
Michelle


Re: Don't see that anymore (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 14th March 2009 @ 02:09:27 AM AEST
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Dem cotton pickin' whipper snappers dunt know a good peome if it kicked them in the fanny either!

Nice job, Bin. :-)

Is there someone here that is actually older than me? o/O


Re: Don't see that anymore (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 14th March 2009 @ 02:36:46 AM AEST
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Ahhh yeah, I remember the days of the five and dime.
Very good write, my friend.
This write reminds me of a moonlite nite in 1985, at Buffaloe river.
Thanks for jogging my memr'y It was a full moon too.
good work.
huggs, blessings, smiles,
emy


Re: Don't see that anymore (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 14th March 2009 @ 06:19:23 AM AEST
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a lovely piece of nostalgia, great writing.

-phil


Re: Don't see that anymore (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 14th March 2009 @ 08:34:57 AM AEST
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It really makes you reminisce your childhood days.


Re: Don't see that anymore (User Rating: 1 )
by kye on Saturday, 14th March 2009 @ 02:28:44 PM AEST
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My first thought upon reading your poem was - if this was set to music I believe it would become lyrical.

You brought the important times to life and the importance of simplicity.

I loved the way your poem made me feel.

Thank you.

Kie


Re: Don't see that anymore (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Saturday, 14th March 2009 @ 09:31:59 PM AEST
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Oh Bin, this is such a precious write... One that makes me sad.... cuz I know what the kids nowadays are missing. It also made me happy cuz I had so many great childhood memories... Thank you for bringing them to the surface again.....
A favourite for sure..
Hugs
Miss Jenni




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