This is a poem that was published in Muddy River Poetry Review back in 2017. It has a reference to a Beatles song in the title and in the verse. The Beatles have been all over the Net with the release of The Beatles: Get Back so I thought it would be fun to dust it off and share for dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night. I encourage you to click over and read some of the great poetry there!

Don't Carry the World
On hot Southern days
when the air shimmered
and birds ceased to sing,
we’d lounge beneath
the old wisteria tree where
the red clay earth was cool
and compact, our bare legs
stretched out for maximum chill
while we sipped RC Cola
infused with salty peanuts
and waited for “Hey Jude”
to come over the transistor.
Verdant feathery strands encircled
us like a bead curtain
in a hippie’s house while we imagined
we were as cool as they,
secretly watching the cows and chickens.
Those were the days! Great poem full of life and imagery of a bygone era.
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Yes, and honestly, I wouldn’t want to go back to me at that age, lol.
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:>)
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What an arch and lush moment of swooning in the shade. The summer of “Hey Jude” my family and I moved from Chicago to Florida, so the sudden sear of heat was balmed by a plunge in the pool.
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I was in rural Mississippi where we swam in the lake when we were lucky. 😆
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“while we imagined
we were as cool as they,”
This line certainly resonates with me. Excellent snapshot of the 60s.
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Thanks!
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Oh, my. Yes, over the transistor radio. The world was a lot simpler then and no one around me was bored. So glad to know that kind of world. Lovely and nostalgic world. Thank you.
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We definitely had to entertain ourselves, right!? Thanks for reading.
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So lush with the feeling of hot southern summer days, and also full of nostalgia. Lovely, Charlotte!
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Thanks, Merril! 💜
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You’re welcome!💙
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And you were! (K)
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Haha! Cool did not live in rural Mississippi in the 60’s. 😂😂😂 Thanks for reading, Kerfe.
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I’m sure it was there, just carefully hidden…
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lovely snapshot and delighted to see the fab 4 in it.
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Thank you! I wasn’t a Beatles super fan but I liked this song a lot. 😊
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A fun poem. I especially liked the ending,
“Verdant feathery strands encircled
us like a bead curtain
in a hippie’s house while we imagined
we were as cool as they,
secretly watching the cows and chickens.”
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Thanks! I always wanted a bead curtain but my dad wouldn’t allow it, lol!
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It’s a special song, with a deep meaning for me: you do it justice!
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Thank you, I’m glad you think so!
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I love the sense of trying to feel as cool as the others while listening to the music…
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Thanks, Bjorn!
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