The 50's

The 50's

A Poem by Rain
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Everyone dances to the music of their own time.. Written for a contest..for fun

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Everyone dances to the music of their own time
I danced in the 50's when the beat was mine
Collar turned up, hair combed back
Elvis in the blood, Little Richard on track
Me and Carole Houle, every Friday night
Long black hair swinging in the star's shine light
Jim Dandy, don't you be no fool
Jim Dandy came to the rescue
Ain't no fighting, just a dance contest
Shake Sugaree is what we did best
Give me the 50's and sweet Peggy Sue
"In the Still of the Night" I remember you
First love a calling, I won't forget the thrill
A new sound coming off of "Blue Berry Hill."
Unless you lived it, you'll never understand
We buried Pat Boone and his "Letters in the Sand"
Bobby soxs, cherry cokes, swingin' pony tails
Souped up cars,cruisin' main,and those "Happy Trails"
Black sound's blasting making you weak in the knees
The King of Soul begging... Please,Please,Please
You can have every single decade past
Give me back the 50's, when the mold was cast

© 2009 Rain



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A funtastic look back, buried old Pat in his white Bucks eh? yeah, Dick Clark and Wolfman Jack brought us into the sixties and the Beatniks became hippies protesting the war. I missed the fifties but was watching every move in the sixties...my earliest memories are of a dead president and the civil rights struggle. The fifties seemed a time of innocence, a calm before the storm of the sixties. I always liked the idea of sock hops and soda shops. Happy Days indeed. Great write.

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A funtastic look back, buried old Pat in his white Bucks eh? yeah, Dick Clark and Wolfman Jack brought us into the sixties and the Beatniks became hippies protesting the war. I missed the fifties but was watching every move in the sixties...my earliest memories are of a dead president and the civil rights struggle. The fifties seemed a time of innocence, a calm before the storm of the sixties. I always liked the idea of sock hops and soda shops. Happy Days indeed. Great write.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Everyone dances to the music of their own time
I danced in the 50's when the beat was mine
Collar turned up, hair combed back
Elvis in the blood, Little Richard on track

This is a great light hearten piece. Loved the ending, too.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Yes I loved the sixties too. Before Yossi was born! He wasted his life playing chess! Good luck I liked this writing. Was made to feel unhappy by the story about your son. Good Luck!

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Now that was amazing. Loved every line and I'm with you, Give me back the 50's when the mold was cast.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Oh yes I remember the songs even though I was not a teenager in the fifties. I was born in the fifties. LOL. Believe Me I know the music and the times. This is a wonderful piece and a joy to read.
Hugs Debby

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Thank you for bringing us back to the fifties when rock n roll was new and things were so much fun. A very sweet nostalgic poem. Good luck in the contest. Debileah

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Greasers and frats, Bobbie socks and poodle shirts, paisley or leather, pony tails and duck tails, a little dab with do you... Oh for those simpler times. Found one typo - Long black air - think you meant hair. Thanks for taking me back!

Posted 8 Years Ago


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While I did not actually experience the 50s, I am familiar with a lot of the music from that time, and this made me smile. Really nicely done, good rythym and flow. I really like this a lot. Great write.

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I thought you were a bit younger than that,,I was still in school then and had not even thought of dating,,I do remember hearing one singer when I las small..jackie Wilson..did you ever hear of him?? Nice write as always..love and God bless you my friend..valentine

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