Spare a thought
For the 60s wild childs
The flower children
The psychonauts
Save a safety pin
For the 70s punks
Piercings, pink hair
Abrasive looks
Reserve some rope
For the 80s style
Hang The DJ, Thatcherism
Synth pop bile
Blow a whistle
For the 90s ravers
The acid house posses
The true believers
Give a subtle nod
To the naughties kids
Before camera phones recorded
Everything we did
Raise a toast
To the last of the binge drinkers
The over 40s
The overthinkers
Every generation
Has pioneers
Every generation
Has casualties
Every generation
Ruptures then climbs
Every generation
Unfurls its petals...
Blossoms for a while
Wilts...
Then declines
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Syd (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I was never a big fan of the 80s 😂
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A eulogy to the passing of ages and of generations. Nicely done
Thank you so much Sorenbarret.
I always appreciate your thoughtful comments.
- Syd 🍄
You are most welcome
You too, eh? I swear, I was so grateful once 1990 rolled around, thankful the '80's were finally OVER. Beautifully rendered with excellent imagery and a haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing. And since fashion brought back the ghastly '80's styles you can suffer a double take as the trendy souls go about sans the attitudes of that era, but in the hairstyles and garments.
Yes, although I was only born in 83 I still had to suffer the dreadful music on the radio, especially when I eventually started working in 2000. All the old timers had the 80s stations on and I was forced to listen to 80s cheesy music 8hrs a day. It sent me mad. I don't think I've ever recovered. The Smiths would have been a breath of fresh air but it was all pop music and yes, the 80s certainly made a come back.
Thanks for stopping by.
I really appreciate you reading and commenting.
- Syd 🍄
Ah (sob) the sixties and seventies gone... The eighties from your vantage point did not impinge - for me it was a time of struggle, an attempt to attain some stability (more or less achieved). As for the rest...
A really neat quick framework which makes me wonder what I was at sometimes...
Great Syd, Thanks.
Hi Dave,
I would have loved to have sampled the 60s. Probably somewhere cool like Woodstock or Haight Ashbury though, not some coal eating mining village like where I'm from. I imagine that would have been quite dull.
Thanks for reading and commenting.
Much appreciated as always - Syd 🍄
Thanks Syd. London of the Sixties and Seventies will always have a warm spot in my memory (and it wasn't all fun and fancy either... it was life !)
Terrific write, Syd! I love how this travels through changing cultures with humor while still acknowledging the wreckage left behind. The eighties jab especially got me 😂...I was never much of a fan either. Really enjoyed this one, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you so much Tristan. There were obviously some good parts to the 80s but not many I can remember.
I appreciate you stopping by, reading and commenting.
- Syd 🍄
Yeah...some...but not too many memorable ones is about right! You are welcome, my friend...your poem spun me right round, baby, right round! Like a recor...um, you've got it, I'm sure! 🤣
I don't know what went wrong with the 80s, the music was shit, the decade just seemed to produce nothing.
Probably get vilified for that, but that's how I remember it.
Wonder if there were more divorces in the 80s.
That's how I remembered the music and culture and was just a kid Paul. It was the oldies station on the radio which really cemented my hatred when I was an apprentice.
Thank for stopping by. Appreciated.
- Syd 🍄
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