Your Poetry Dot Com

Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!

Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+

Custom Search


Welcome !	Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link	29-May 18:20:09 AEST

Menu

· Our eBay Store

· Error Submit

Poetry

· Submit Poetry

· Least Read Poems

· Members Listing

· Old Site Post 2001

· Old Site Pre 2001

· Poetry Archive

· Public Domain Poetry

Stories

· Stories (NEW ! )

· Submit Story

· Story Topics

· Stories Archive

· Story Search

Community

· Our Poetry Forums

· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

Site Help

· FAQ

· Feedback

Members Areas

· Your Account

· Members Journals

· Premium Sign-Up

Premium Section

· Special Section

· Premium Poems

· Premium Submit

· Premium Search

· Premium Archive

· Premium Topics

Fun & Games

· Jokes

· Bubble Puzzle

· Cross Word Easy

· Word Hunt

Reference

· Dictionary (Rhyming)

· Site Updates

· Special Content

Search

Top

Help This Site

· Donations

Others

· Moderators

Our Other Sites

· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

Social

Array ( [sid] => 103420 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => WAY BACK WHEN [time] => 2005-08-13 17:42:54 [hometext] => What was life like without the television or computer of today? [bodytext] =>

WAY BACK WHEN

Way back when and 60 years disappeared,
kids built tree houses and cheered.
My dog Tag always by my side.......
chewing a bone, or hiking behind a bike ride.

Summer days filled with day dreams,
peaceful meditation coated with sunbeams.
A day was slow, and many times a bore,
little strife, nor uproar.

No TV to watch, pets were a precious lot.
loved them dearly, kindly treated,
harm untaught.
Curled together for a nap, underneath a big fur,
listening to your cuddly cat's gentle purrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Fresh water pumped from the cool moist earth......
who could think of water being bought?

Comfortable spot under the ole chuck wagon
deeply snoozing quietude --milking done
Big brothers, little brothers, boyhood,
friends for life, secrets kept good.
Much time, was no rush to grow up fast,
experienced thinkers, our know how amassed.

Peaceful pets calm because we were too.
from a river bank waddling duck's close view.
Meandering moments, lazy days drawn out.....
outdoor exercise, never sat down, day's end wornout!

Exhausted young bodies after a hillside hike,
fishing, playing games, pedal up hill on a bike.
Radio fine, TV and computers defrauded mankind.
Paid for with the precious price of time,
and...... peace of mind.

Created by
Lovingcritters
consue
August 13,2005

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

By the age of six the average child
will have completed the basic American education....
From television, the child will have learned to pick a lock,
commit a fairly elaborate bank holdup, prevent wetness all
day long, get the laundry twice as white, and kill people
with a variety of sophisticated armaments.

*Restful Smiles!*
[comments] => 7 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Lovingcritters [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

WAY BACK WHEN

Contributed by Lovingcritters on Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 05:42:54 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

WAY BACK WHEN

Way back when and 60 years disappeared,
kids built tree houses and cheered.
My dog Tag always by my side.......
chewing a bone, or hiking behind a bike ride.

Summer days filled with day dreams,
peaceful meditation coated with sunbeams.
A day was slow, and many times a bore,
little strife, nor uproar.

No TV to watch, pets were a precious lot.
loved them dearly, kindly treated,
harm untaught.
Curled together for a nap, underneath a big fur,
listening to your cuddly cat's gentle purrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Fresh water pumped from the cool moist earth......
who could think of water being bought?

Comfortable spot under the ole chuck wagon
deeply snoozing quietude --milking done
Big brothers, little brothers, boyhood,
friends for life, secrets kept good.
Much time, was no rush to grow up fast,
experienced thinkers, our know how amassed.

Peaceful pets calm because we were too.
from a river bank waddling duck's close view.
Meandering moments, lazy days drawn out.....
outdoor exercise, never sat down, day's end wornout!

Exhausted young bodies after a hillside hike,
fishing, playing games, pedal up hill on a bike.
Radio fine, TV and computers defrauded mankind.
Paid for with the precious price of time,
and...... peace of mind.

Created by
Lovingcritters
consue
August 13,2005

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

By the age of six the average child
will have completed the basic American education....
From television, the child will have learned to pick a lock,
commit a fairly elaborate bank holdup, prevent wetness all
day long, get the laundry twice as white, and kill people
with a variety of sophisticated armaments.

*Restful Smiles!*

Copyright © Lovingcritters ... [ 2005-08-13 17:42:54]
(Date/Time posted on site)

Advertisments:

Previous Posted Poem | | Next Posted Poem

Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more

All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.

Re: WAY BACK WHEN (User Rating: 1 )
by desireemiote on Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 06:01:12 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

I love the way you paired the poem stanzas with the pictures.
megan

Re: WAY BACK WHEN (User Rating: 1 )
by NoSaint on Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 06:23:35 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

another thoughtful wistful write

Shari

Re: WAY BACK WHEN (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 07:00:14 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Such a great write as always. Those days to me sound so very good. The images were really vivid and put together so nicely. Great work. Chris.

Re: WAY BACK WHEN (User Rating: 1 )
by Elizabeth_Dandy on Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 07:45:54 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Oh ConSue!

Do you know I have tears, tears, tears in my eyes. Boundless homesickness forthe days of my childhood and so warmth, itimacy, spirituality and love that cannot simply be expressed.
Our Advents, the preparation for each feast was hush, hush secrecy, anticipation, delight of glory to come. True heaven.
What is that now.
The music increases my longing for days gone by.
Magnificent ConSue, But sooooooo sadf, awakining so much homesickness, longing of paradise lost.

Be blessed ConSue for posting this uniquely beautiful work
Thank you Consue Thank you Thank you!

warm love
Elizabeth

Re: WAY BACK WHEN (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 09:19:52 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Consue, you're work always gives me this wonderful feeling. Like a child when I lived on the farm. You brought back many good memories. Loved the pictures and the music. This was a masterpiece my friend, Much peace and love to you. Laura

Re: WAY BACK WHEN (User Rating: 1 )
by MorningDove on Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 10:58:51 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

I remember 'then' and oh dear God, do I miss it. I have regained some living out in the country, not bothered by people or irritations of city living. Peace and quiet and solitude. Only having to return to realtiy when forced to go 30 miles to the big city sprawl. Dear God, I am so blessed. My grandchildren are getting a bit of this, so maybe someday they will try to provided it to their children for they will know about it. Most don't ever remember peaceful, serene, quiet days and wonderfully dark nights with only the fireflies to light the outside. 'Then' was so wonderful. Rita

Re: WAY BACK WHEN (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 14th August 2005 @ 05:19:11 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Wow mom,
these graphics are pricelss and the write is remakable. Reminds me of my own childhood when dad grew every vegatable we ate. Mom always had fresh eggs from her hens.
it's amazing how life changes and you've captured beauty in this masterpeice.
luv, huggs, smiles,
yobrat,
emy

While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com