Today we join Two SPOILED CATS
Angel Sammy and Teddy for their poetic pictorial poem.
Here is today's inspiration
Memories by Me
Up in the attic times gone by
flash before my eyes.
Everything I see tells a story
of life and all it's glory.
Saddle oxfords, bobby socks and box pleat skirts.
Swaying and dancing to the Beatles "wanting to hold my hand".
Elvis LPs played over and over, he was my favorite.
When I saw Blue Hawaii, I quietly sang along.
Learning to sew.
When you live in the South, ice skates are not found.
Many Saturdays were spent rockin' and rollin' at the rink
in my roller skates as the mirror ball turn round and round.
Lava lamps were mesmerizing, hula hoops challenging.
Awww sweet memories of a childhood that was
GOOD!!
I still have all of my LPs from the 1960's
including Blue Hawaii and the Beatles that are in today's photo inspiration. We have a turn table from the 1980's
Hari Om
ReplyDeleteLove a proper attic. We have one here at dad's place. There are going to be such memories when we get to 'redding it oot'!!! YAM xx
Love your poem and the photo. The bestest stuffs is found in the attic!
ReplyDeleteI remember the attic at one of our houses when I was little... it was kinda scary. I have had dreams about it. Your poem has good memories, I enjoyed it! I loved my lava lamp... long gone!
ReplyDeleteIt is always fun to go through all the old stuff. Memories are just great.
ReplyDeleteHope you have a wonderful day.
Neat picture for your inspiration today. Good job.
ReplyDeleteSo much in the picture, and poem. So many memories.
ReplyDeleteMy ghostwriter says the first time she heard the Beatles she was visiting her Oma in Germany. Did you know the Beatles did their songs in German too?
ReplyDeleteShe also remembers roller skating and ice skating and saddle shoes, but bobby socks and poodle skirts were a little before her time.
What a great poem for that picture. You found things in it that we didn't notice at first. Those albums are probably collectors items if the vinyl is in good shape.
ReplyDeleteC; great poem today; I can relate to much of what you wrote;
ReplyDeleteand the albums, they might be worth a "pretty penny"....in a few....
:) ☺☺♥♥
That was a terrific poem and how cool you have those goodies!
ReplyDeleteAll of my family members gave our LPs to my brother, who's recorded them all onto his computer. The Hubby remembers listening to LPs at the local library, and even with headphones on, the music was so loud, the librarian told him to turn it down!
ReplyDeleteThat photo brings back so many wonderful memories to Mom. Things she had to play with and things she loved to explore in her Grandma's attic. Loved your poem. Mom wishes she hadn't let Dad convince her to part with all their LP's on one of their cross country moves:(
ReplyDeleteWoos, Lightning and Timber
Attics are fun places to explore. Well done.
ReplyDeleteWe still have lots of vinyl, but nothing to play them on.
Have a fabulous Thankful Thursday, my friend. Big hug. ♥
So many of those things are in the 'attic of my mind'. Would love to poke around there for an afternoon.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great poem this week! It was a fabulous photo to use for inspiration wasn't it! I just have loved every poem I've seen today based on this photo. So many of these attic treasures ring a bell with so many of us. Thanks for having fun with this one like we did! By the way - we have a turntable that can play any records including 33-1/3. We have my Dad's old record collection too.
ReplyDeleteHugs, Pam
Love your poem! And hey! I have that Beatle's LP!!! :)
ReplyDeleteKZK
That is a great poem full of memories.
ReplyDeleteThose albums are worth some money today since LPs are making a comeback.
ReplyDeleteThat ia cool that you have your albums. Great poem too. XO
ReplyDeleteThat was a beautiful poem. You write like a professional. Daddy had a of albums but then he married mommy
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your poem and remember many of the things mentioned. We have lots of old albums too. I really need to sell them.
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