Those were the Days

for some, these words may be a warm reminder.. for others, maybe something to look forward to...

Those were the Days

 

I remember days

Much like today

When the sun   

shined so bright

The world could only

Be seen

Through half opened

Scrunched up eyes

 

Yes, those were

The days

When colours had

A shimmer and a

Meaning and a

Purpose

And they always

Matched

The test pot tops

 

Even on those

Rare Wet days

Everything still

Stayed so perfectly

Dry and warm

When blues were

Too numerous

To number and

Only babies ever cried

 

 

 

Author's Note

If ya dont now.. ya certainly will

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Last night I had a real downer. I started to dwell on what ifs. What if we don't get a vaccine, what if scientists can't come up with suitable medications to save lives. What if this is the new normal and we don't ever get back to what we had before. When I was pondering on how bleak that would be, I started to think of my grandchildren and sighed heavily. I have had a life of freedom. I haven't experienced restrictions before. How lucky I have been. If the colour fades for me, then so be it, but others will suffer far more. That is where I wandered in the avenues of your stanzas.

Chris

[Neville]

it serves no useful purpose does it .. I have spent a lot of time thinking about what we might once of had, but we never really know, do we … Many thanks for taking a stroll through me stanzas...….. Neville

[Chris Shaw]

I know one thing Neville. We take things for granted. Freedom is a precious thing. Happy to stroll through your stanzas :)

[Cassie]

which days are these? When did this ever happen?

[Neville]

... a gentleman neva tells .. but he thanks ya though and bigly :)

[Brian Aguiar]

I loved this poem as I read through it, but that last line really struck me... Nice work.

[Neville]

Many thanks my friend :)

Neville

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

Wow another super poem, how you recall and recollect, I always like good old days poems, I feel many things were better and healthier in those days. I like how you reminisce about those bygone days in a nostalgic way. And wow yes when only babies cried, ESP now many adults are crying I'm sure. Kudos.

[Neville]

thank you for checking in, much appreciated

Neville

[emmajoy]

Read this poem three times..

Such real words, none of the melodramas I scribble. You have s special way of stopping thought til the final full stop. Then, memories hit home, tears glisten. Thank you, Neville. ' Those were the day's ' is more than beautifully laid. It's going to remind me how to feel when emotions are far too near breaking poinrt.. as they are too much, too often for so many of us.

[Neville]

well I never did, until now that is .. I have come over all unnecessary .. I am more than honoured emmajoy and for that, I thank you truly..

Neville:)

[emmajoy]

I meant what I 'said' - simple as that..

[Unspoken poet]

This brought back some memories, Made me think a bit, nicely written and such an emotional write.

[Neville]

then that is what I call a win win then, cheers,
Neville

[Norman 223]

Remembering the dark days of living with food rationing andispending most of our time in air raid shelters during the 1939 -45 war, there must have been times when we wondered if things would ever be "normal" again. 75 years later they are a distant memory that we recall as an " experience ". The more pleasant aspects of life referred to in your poem still exist and are still to be found. We need to lift that curtain of morbid " hype " to see them however, which you have succeeded in doing (for this reader, at least )
Thankyou for that Neville..

Norman

[Neville]

Hello Sir Norm, good to hear from you my friend.. I am delighted that you stopped by earlier and left such an encouraging comment... Hope you and those you love are all safe n well... Neville

[AJNJ]

Your author's note is quite ominous. The carelessness of those day bygone is appreciated so much better now. I remember the sunny blues and I fear what awaits me.

[Neville]

just goes to show we each see things differently.. I thought the note was reassuring... glad you can recall those days tho.... and thanks for checking in :)

[AJNJ]

Indeed, how differently we read words sometimes...
It was my pleasure to read sir!

[Neville]

Bless ya and truly :)

[AJNJ]

Cheers! Have a great day :)

[.]

This brings to mind those immortal lines...."they just don't make them like they used to." We live in such anxiety riddled times that even the most minor hiccup is blown out of all proportion and leaves people sitting in a heap and crying in a pool of tears. As my Grandfather always tells me, "You young people have never had it so good..." and even with my youth, I am inclined to agree. If many stopped their crying they would see that beyond the tearful vision it is all blue skies and rainbows. Try telling 'em though! I appreciate this poem very much, monsieur Neville. Its lovely wisdom written eloquently. Much enjoyed! :)

[Neville]

How terribly kind of you to consider my scribble so in-depthly and to grace this page for always with your most welcome and reasoned response.. Thank you no end Jamilla :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I am with Chris...dreaming of, and the nightmarish possibility that we won't ever view sunny days the same way again.
that there will always be a cloud upon our days.
strong write, Neville,

j.

[Neville]

I do so hope that cloud will eventually dissipate and the sun once more shines down upon us all and brightly... Glad you are with Chris jacob.. there are many far worse places ya could be :)

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

This is beautiful, Neville!
You painted the picture so well.
Such a memory would ever be difficult to forget. Time when everything was bright and beautiful and when we could all witness it without panic.

[Neville]

You are way too kind Kay & much appreciated too.. Thank you so much.

Neville :)

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

You are welcome

[Neville]

...... :)