ROSE-COLORED GLASSES (1951)

On 18 September 201418 September 2014 By Walter J. WojtanikIn Black and White, Challenge, Life, Miz Quickly's Impromptu Poetry, Poetry, Quickly in September, Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry1 Comment

Optimism is the norm
a shelter safe from any storm,
the cold war never battled here,
but we prepared until all clear.

From daybreak to the setting sun,
it’s safe in nineteen fifty-one.
The sky is such a lovely gray,
it looks like just the perfect day.

The stores and shops are colored pewter,
and my girl Lil, can’t get no cuter,
in her black and gray attire,
that girl sure sets my heart on fire.

Her eyes the purest shade of slate,
it makes me long for our next date
In the back of Dad’s black DeSoto,
until she demures and tells me NO!

Clouds are fluffy, billowed buff,
to attain the color is not tough.
This black and white world is a thrill,
it’s such a great life in Pleasantville!

QUICKLY IN SEPTEMBER P.A.D. – DAY 18: LA VIE EN ROSE

MOHAIR AND MOONPIES

On 18 September 201418 September 2014 By Walter J. WojtanikIn Challenge, Life, Love, Miz Quickly's Impromptu Poetry, Music, Quickly in September, Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry, WoodstockLeave a comment

All I know is there was this farm.
Acres of open spaces
to sit//stare//prance and dance.
It was a chance to connect
with the land//the bands//
the lovely nymph passing acid
and ass, a nice little lass
at that! Summer never felt hotter.
Would’ve spotted her, a face
in the crowd//to remember//
to launch a thousand trips.
Piece//love//music
hair like Jesus//multitudes
of chicks and dudes,
beads and leather vests//chests bared
and fellas with no shirts too,
true confessions in August//
free love and granola.
Mohair and moonpies//
more music and sex and drugs.
Old man Max throws a bitchin’ party!