My Words, My World

1977

February 21, 2012 10:13 pm

The King was dead

our mothers crying.

I still remember

Elvis dying.

Those punk pounded days

not easily forgotten.

When Sid was Vicious

and Johnny was Rotten.

Marc Bolan, hair curly

The Metal Guru.

A passenger in his Mini

An untimely death too.

American cop series

too many, too much.

The Rockford Files, Kojak

Starsky and Hutch.

BBC’s 1 and 2

And then ITV.

Flag waving patriots, the

Queen’s silver jubilee.

All this I remember

All this and much more.

I was much younger then

when life was no chore.

Christopher Farley – 2012.

Posted by Christopher Farley

Categories: Music, Poetry

I really like this! Am I fan of such writings, and this tribute to the 70’s in rhyme was very pleasing ro read 🙂

By Cindy Vaskova on February 26, 2012 at 6:40 pm
1. Thanky Cindy. I had the “Bolan” verse in my head for a while and one evening I just put a few things together. My interest is fiction. Your blog is really interesting. I’ve never considered short stories… until now. 🙂
  
  By farlesworthy on February 26, 2012 at 6:44 pm
  1. And it came out pretty nice 🙂 Thanks! I am kind of new, and it’s always a great pleasure to receive such feedback! I’ll be waiting to read some short stories from you! 🙂
    
    By Cindy Vaskova on February 26, 2012 at 6:47 pm
  2. You shall be the first to know 🙂
    
    By farlesworthy on February 26, 2012 at 7:08 pm
Reblogged this on MorgEn Bailey's Writing Blog and commented:

17th August 1977. I remember it well (I was 10). I was visiting an aunt the day after her birthday and two days before mine…

By morgenbailey on November 10, 2014 at 10:00 am
I remember being in the kitchen and my Mum in tears with a copy of The Sun and its “King Elvis is dead” headline.

By Christopher Farley on November 11, 2014 at 2:53 pm

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