Here is a poem that I wrote a couple years ago. I usually do not post my creative writing on my blog because I try to circulate stuff to have it professionally published and if it appears on my blog it is considered previously published. I am posting this poem because it is something I wrote and want to share– however if anyone decides to use it for something please link back to my blog and give me credit.
When the future is not as we envisioned it would be back in 1950
I’m Movin’ On, Destination Moon
Throw a steak on the grill, stir a chilled martini, and enjoy white picket bliss
Left on Rocket 88 When Worlds Collide
Technicolor blue skies, you just have to ignore the Ruskie A-bombs
Throw a steak on the grill, stir a chilled martini, and enjoy white picket bliss
Have Mercy Baby, it’s The War of the Worlds
Technicolor blue skies, you just have to ignore the Ruskie A-bombs
Honey Hush Them
Have Mercy Baby, it’s The War of the Worlds
Brown versus the Board of Education
Honey Hush Them
Blacks can’t vote and women can’t leave the house
Brown versus the Board of Education
Ain’t It a Shame on This Island Earth
Blacks can’t vote and women can’t leave the house
But if you don’t talk about it, it’s okay
Ain’t It a Shame on This Island Earth
The Russians put Sputnik into space
But if you don’t talk about it, it’s okay
20 Million Miles to Earth Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On
The Russians put Sputnik into space
Attack of the 50 Foot Woman For Your Precious Love
20 Million Miles to Earth Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On
Let’s not forget the untamed, hellfire shouts of Elvis
Attack of the 50 Foot Woman For Your Precious Love
The double helix of DNA twisted and grabbed attention
Let’s not forget the untamed, hellfire shouts of Elvis
Will you Love Me Tender?
The double helix of DNA twisted and grabbed attention
It! The Terror From Beyond Space
Will you Love Me Tender?
Will You Love Me Tomorrow?
It! The Terror From Beyond Space
Visions of cities in the sky, gyrocopters, and push button living
Will You Love Me Tomorrow?
When the future is not as we envisioned it would be back in 1950.
copyright 2008 Annette Bowman