Midnights Voice

(November 3,1950 / Selma, Alabama)

1974


1974
was a year
of warm summer fun
The nighthawks flew
in the lights
of darkness
And trees crashed
in warm
winter storms
And love was
a kiss
upon a breast
And touch upon
willing lips
and fingertips
And life was a joy
to possess
And a joy
to profess

Submitted: Tuesday, August 07, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, August 08, 2012

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  • Smoky Hoss (12/20/2013 6:43:00 PM)

    Stunning. ...perhaps we all have a year we'd return to...if only we could... (Report) Reply

  • Princess Lilypad (9/22/2013 4:10:00 AM)

    mmmm...very nice depiction of the coming of age and awakening of sensuality. nicely spoken. innocent and true. (Report) Reply

  • Kevin Halls (6/24/2013 2:21:00 PM)

    As I enjoy going back in time myself when writing poetry, this appeals to me.
    1974 I was working on the Railways laying down track.
    Thanks for the memory. (Report) Reply

  • Ruby Honeytip (11/21/2012 2:53:00 PM)

    I remember 1974.....lots more Sesame Street in mine than yours: -)
    1991? Now that's a different story!
    Beautifully written...again [3 (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (8/21/2012 9:31:00 PM)

    Indeed a sweet ditty on love! ! ' Life, a joy to possess// And a joy to profess'..... Beautiful lines! (Report) Reply

  • Karen Sinclair (8/21/2012 1:18:00 PM)

    Just so exuberant an full of the joys of when one was free to spread ones wings and just fly.... gorgeous piece tyvm karen (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (8/8/2012 8:29:00 AM)

    Swimming back to the past make your heart beating fast, and your blood running turn your cheek red and it's seems like how great time you had,1974.....but my body at that time still far away from reaching earth....i dont know where my soul been, still heaven waiting to born maybe....but maybe from above i had see you below having a beautiful moment,1974....the year i am not there to share your smile, still in 2012 you 1974 still alive in heart and core in mind_Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply

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