fifties | a poem in my pocket

gotta another quarter?

12 Jul 2021 37 Comments

e6f439e248f5d251df3de919b5b01dd5 teenagers of the fifties
grew up in happy days

poodle-skirted gals
met grease-slicked guys
at the local juke joint

“Baby, buy me a
cheeseburger and malt.
Then we’ll shuffle to
Elvis’ latest greatest hit.”

you only juked me
that you couldn’t dance!

Brian Miller serves quadrillles at the dVerse poets’ pub today. Born at end of the fifties, I remember Elvis and juke boxes. (Image from Pinterest)

12 Nov 2013 10 Comments

back to the fifties is this weekend

back to the fifties is a garden from the past

back to the fifties is experiencing a huge renaissance

back to the fifties is a look at the era when “father knew best” and “we loved lucy”

back to the fifties is held every year in july and attracts classic cars from all over the united states

back to the fifties is really rad man

back to the fifties is back!

(found phrases for poem at googlism.com)