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Generation X,Y, and Z

diamonddave75
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Poetry Contest

Honesty of your generation, and the failures. Boomers welcome..
Temptation


following the boomers
we seen failure
mid-life strummers
absent minded for sure
we tried to pick up pieces
from a concept
full of honest creases
and anger filled decent

generation x
watched the world grow
our forefathers hex
we simply snorted blow
lost in unhappiness
HBO and Showtime
documenting craziness
ego was our crime

don’t think we died
our faults recognized

we seen more
than ready for
minimal score
behind the door

never simple
we wanted our distance
evil dimple
smile for the resistance
you fucking failed
we’re the truth
anarchy boat sailed
we missed the roof

don’t think we died
our faults recognized

we seen more
than ready for
minimal score
behind the door

not perfect at all
another generation
trying to crawl
struggling against temptation

wallyroo92
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Gen X

I was a latchkey kid,
But I also have to admit,
Growing up in the seventies and eighties was fun,
It was a different time,
And I don’t mean to whine,
But I kind of miss those innocent days under the sun.

I was part of the MTV generation,
Like Kool and the Gang’s Celebration,
It was a good time and yet I didn’t even know it back then,
I was a gamer with Atari and Nintendo,
(Millenials - this is an innuendo)
But I used to write down all of my poetry on paper and pen.

My first computer was a dinosaur,
A Commodore 64,
I learned how to write code before writing code was a thing,
I mastered the Rubik’s cube,
There wasn't a YouTube,
They were dog days of analog even when dial-up was a thing.

I was taught to be cordial,
But I was also resourceful,
I could use a number two pencil to rewind a cassette,
Not everything was peachy,
(I stored old poems in my Pee-Chee),
I learned valuable lessons that I’ll never forget.

It was a smaller less connected world,
Sometimes lost in a whirl,
There were no cell phones, no internet, no social media,
In those days that was the standard,
I had to handle to not knowing an answer,
Until I got home to a dictionary or my encyclopedia.

When the ninety’s came around,
Us Gen Xers hit the ground,
We changed with the times and took the plunge,
And as the walls came down
A new sound came to town,
For me it was when metal gave way to grunge.

Now as I grow older,
I look over my shoulder,
I think back and wonder what will come next,
Whatever it is we’ll be ok,
If I made it through those days,
I think I’m in pretty good company with Generation X
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Bluevelvete
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Gag me with a spoon

I mean....like...rhyming?                          
Grodey                              
...... To the max.....                              
Like...seriously?!?                              
How do I even wanna?                              
Did it totally start with Madonna?                          
Omg, tubular...                              
As if?!                              
Like, Totally?!?                              
Totally.
                             
                             
Moon Unit Zappa was a muse        
Gen x delights follow,          
as my memory ensues        
       
       
We watched,                              
our mouths were ajar....                              
Video Killed The Radio Star        
The neighbors showed off                              
their brand new car                              
Fancy DeLorean                              
Marty McFly,                              
such a "historian"                              
9 to 5                              
laughed through tears                              
Iran hostages,                              
and all those fears                              
Strawberry Shortcake,                              
more than a treat                              
Ronald Reagan,                              
at the head seat                              
Valley girls,                              
gag me with a spoon                              
Raiders of the Lost Ark,                              
I surely swoon                              
Riding my bike                              
without a care or worry                              
No curfew, no cell                              
just play and get dirty                              
Unnatural obsession                            
with Magnum P.I.                            
(sent a fan letter in the 2nd grade)          
loved that 'stache' not the guy          
The making of "Thriller"                            
when it aired made me cry      
Neon clothes, jelly shoes,    
Atari's Frogger,                            
I never loose                            
Sleepover's, prank calls,                            
toilet paper in the trees                            
Smart and clever                            
I hid such "expertise"                            
Return Of The Jedi,                            
Chewbacca's my guy                            
Pound puppies                            
Care Bears                            
My Little Pony,                            
Such a spoiled brat,                            
I had to have all three                            
Space Shuttle travel,                            
blew our minds                            
'Must Have' Xmas gift                            
Cabbage Patch Kids                            
–you'll never find                            
"We Are The World",                            
nonstop play                            
New Coke sits on the shelves          
where it stays                            
E. T., The Breakfast Club                            
or The Color Purple                            
eclectic movie taste is eternal          
Phil Collins wanted 'One More Night'  
first crush didn't check the ☑ 'yes'  
box right  
Braces made me ugly and nerdy  
Alex P Keaton thinks he's thirty  
Duran Duran made me so very randy  
Nick Rhode's came, in so so handy  
Oprah Winfrey could do no wrong          
Iran - contra hearings always on          
Tween to teen,        
nightmare, SUPREME          
Metal was my choice of refuge          
Metallica at 11,         
I was sure to deluge          
Angst and anger, attitude aplenty          
goth girl writing poems-          
so very many          
New President          
didn't last long,            
Clinton replaces,            
90's going strong          
Flannel replaces all the          
"leather"            
with brand new songs                            
Seems Reality Bites,            
wasn't so wrong          
My generation          
was the last of it's kind          
Technology,            
Parental fears...... etc          
Infiltrated societal minds          
           
Realization–          
 
While thumbing through the past...  
GenX
growing up no constraints nor confined
morals Ingrained, successful shine  
conservative notions  
the majority of the decade,  
parents instilled a sense of self
one that never will degrade  
independent, built with meddle
all life's strife we'll surely settle


 
 
                                                           
Written by Bluevelvete
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ReggiePoet
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Where are They?


               Legions of old
               once assembled
               fervent voices spoke as one

Where are they?

               Once hand-in-hand
               Strangers yet bothers and sisters
               Chanting out, wanting to be there

Where are they?

               Old now
               Age muting devotion
               Comfort muffled rage

Where are they?

               Progeny
               Two generations, more
               Coddled by false justice
               Symbolism over substance
               Justice warrior avatars


               Where have they gone?


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diamonddave75
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These are killer entries.. keep them coming..







Dave

mysteriouslady
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diamonddave75 said:These are killer entries.. keep them coming..







Dave


I have to agree!  Great start and a great comp!

Ill be back....in my best terminator voice possible. <3

slipalong
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Labels

Scribblers doodlers
synthetic influencers
the newly dog eared
scrawled placards waving in disarray

The tick-tock flock
prancing poodle fancier
handbag pets
just credit scores your main index

Plastic stash
no dirty coins just swipe and dash
self worth
check your look is never dearth

bitcoin just virtual denial
new age
old money now on trial
spend and spend for your survival

Hashtags that just brag
inconsequential silage
twitter without glitter
trolling F/B's chitter chatter

Salt and sugar
cravings you could murder
Mcdaonald's XXL big burger


Size 10 going on 24
elastic clothes stretched overall
and so X marks the spot
easy virtue
seen never has a curfew

Vote for yourself
don't give a toss
 gold lame
in self deceit engrossed

 All cappuccino chocolate froth
designer label is your holy cross
Amazon deliver in a box

 
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mel44
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Reticence

Only just a child
latchkey kid run wild
youth forever lost
 
Far too old when young
baby on a ladder rung
learning to climb alone
 
Abandoned and unprotected
reticence perfected
survival, nothing more
 
Building walls for preservation
dependence upon isolation
yet hardly staying safe
 
Harboured secrets meant to keep
now recalled in unquiet sleep
I suffer still in silence
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Blackwolf
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Truth Uncouth

Sixty Six And No Tricks

No Games No Clique Sick

If We Had Not Made Our Sound

None Of You Would Be Around
Written by Blackwolf (I.M.Blackwolf)
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diamonddave75
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Congrats, Blue Velvete.. nice ink.. And Mel44 is the runner up.. great entries.. much respect..









Dave

Bluevelvete
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Thank you! I'm very appreciative.
I had a lot of fun writing this.
Bunches of thanks to you, Dave... 👍🏻
it was an awesome idea for a comp and
you did a super job running it.
Congrats to Mel44 as well!!
Way to go 🎉
They were all such terrific entries....
I enjoyed reading them thoroughly.
💜🌹💜
-Blue V

diamonddave75
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You're most welcome.. great ink..





Dave

mel44
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Thank you Dave for the competition. Congratulations to Blue V. Fantastic write!

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