End of an Era
Spoken word poem about growing up and nostalgia
Records and tapes,
times that were great,
when mobile phones didn’t exist
or were brick-like.
We went on hikes,
long walks,
football games in the park
until it got dark.
We played board games
and weren’t bored,
Hero Quest and chess,
Draughts, snakes, and ladders were the best.
Rubik's cubes,
ice pop tubes,
frozen lollies,
going to the beach
with a brolly,
being active, roly-polys,
watching four TV channels,
going to Gran's who always had the radio on,
feeding the ducks and swans
with my Mum.
Dad taught me to ride a bike
without stabilizers,
play-fighting with siblings, what could go wrong?
Feeling invincibly strong
and a feeling of hope,
the future wouldn’t be a joke,
and it was the end of an era,
an '80s child, a '90s young man,
some things you have to experience to understand.
By Daniel Hooks AKA Alienpoet
www.alienpoet.com
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A poet, activist and story teller who currently battles with a severe mental health problem.
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Enjoyable wander down memory lane… my earliest bike riding efforts involved close encounters with the lemon tree 😵💫.
Such a nostalgic poem… those were the days, although I wasn’t born in that era… poems like this make craft my imagination and I can’t help but wonder what life was like and how beautiful little things were ….,
Nice poem...So nostalgia...! Congratulations on the Top Story...
Nice one!!
Beautiful work! I'm in the same age range as you. Man those sure were the dayz! I wish I had a time machine! Great job! I enjoyed reading this piece. What great memories! 😊
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Nice 📝💯♥️✌️😉
Something nostalgic is always worth to remember Wise words!!
This poem beautifully captures the nostalgia and simplicity of a bygone era. It reminds us of the joy and innocence we experienced before the digital age took over. The imagery of playing board games, going on hikes, and spending time with family evokes a sense of warmth and happiness. It's a lovely piece that reminds us to cherish the memories and experiences that shaped us. Well done, Daniel Hooks!
nice poets. love this
A nice bit of nostalgia, well penned. Here's to simpler times and your Top Story!
Ah. Sigh. Great work and very nostalgic. 😊👏👏 I loved snakes and ladders and beach trips with grandma.
I'm a 90's child and a 00's teen! Your poem was so nostalgic! I loved it!
being a 50's child and a 60's teen, I can easily relate to this. About ten years ago, I wrote my grandchildren a letter. I guess, more like an essay describing all the "inventions" I'd seen take place in my life, reminding than, they it was their turns to begin keeping records like this. It always makes interesting reading. THANK YOU for reminding me that it's probably time to redo my list.