Friday, February 10, 2012

Kids

We were just kids.

We liked Patti Smith, Pat Benatar and Quarterflash.

We drank a lot of wine and bowling alley gin.

The law was 18.

We were going no place, in thrift store leather jackets.

We read French poets, and didn't understand a word.

We had no plans,

But we had each other.

It was grand and glorious and stupid and temporary.

We were as random as a sack of cats.

We thought we were smart;

We were not always wrong.

We were nobody, but we were us.

We were just kids.
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for Marian's music prompt at Real Toads.

this poem is for J.

20 comments:

Mama Zen said...

I love, love, love this. Just too good, Shay.

Sioux said...

If this isn't true, I wish it was, it's so sweet.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love your looking-back poems so much.

TexWisGirl said...

i really like this. i think it is something we can ALL relate to...

Kay L. Davies said...

Oh yes, how terribly, wonderfully true, Shay, no matter how long ago we were kids.
Good work!
Luv, K

TALON said...

"We were nobody, but we were us." -- how true. Is there a time in our lives when we are more us than when we are young?

Loved this, Shay.

Lolamouse said...

Your poem brought me back to my own days of being "grand and glorious and stupid." I liked how you also wove a P.S. title into your poem. I haven't read the book, but it sounds really interesting. Hard to believe that those 2 icons were once just lost kids themselves.

hedgewitch said...

"random as a sack of cats.." Great line-pure Fireblossom--that's still how my mind works, (or doesn't.) You've definitely captured a generational thing here, Shay. We weren't always wrong in my time, either.

Peter Goulding said...

Oh God to be young and stupid again! And I agree about the random as a sack of cats line - brilliant!

razzamadazzle said...

How great! I remember those days when I was young and smart. Wonder when things changed so much.

Cloudia said...

L O V E this!



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Brian Miller said...

smiles...this has a beautiful nostalgia to it...def made me think of days gone by....

darkangelwrites said...

"We were as random as a sack of cats." a creepily good metaphor! I too loved Pat Benatar "because hell is for children." I figured she got me.

Caty said...

I wasn't always wrong as a kid,either-just mostly :) I really like this

Susie Clevenger said...

Yes we were just kids...sometimes I do the ridiculous just because I can..lol thanks for the memories :)

Marian said...

grand and glorious and stupid and temporary and maybe sometimes still that way. hah!
love it.

Kerry O'Connor said...

I'm always aware of how music becomes the backdrop of an era, a time of one's life, and you have captured that to perfection in this piece. The repetition of 'We' at the start of the line, really drummed in how personal the songs were to the individual.

Hannah Stephenson said...

Your writing often makes me think of the Decemberists. Are you a fan of them?

This made me think of that song, "On the Bus Mall."

Margaret said...

You just reached out and grabbed the past, a past I pretty much lived - this was a stellar tribute to Patti and all us "kids' of that time period. LOVED it.

myheartslovesongs said...

yes!