Nineteen Fifty Something
It was the time when teenagers were born
to parents who had given up their shape
to fit into old people’s clothes
so they could hold the line,
to try to stem the flow
of the coming revolution.
It was the time when music became dangerous
and could no longer speak across generations,
a time when new alliances were formed
and old ones forgotten or misremembered.
New friends, new foes,
new fears alongside the old.
Such was that time
back in the beginning,
back in the beginning of our time
the time when we began
to make ourselves up
and run free
for a time.
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Light Journal and So It Goes. Find Lynn at: https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com and https://www.facebook.com/Lynn-White-Poetry-1603675983213077/