A Lament For The Slow Death Of The 1960's Counter Culture Poem by DM W
A Lament For The Slow Death Of The 1960's Counter Culture
O you were once wild and beautiful
When summer's rays reclined in your hair
And your Being blazed in valleys and hills.
O you were a force so vital and rare
When brief flashes and fragments of Grace
Pierced the warm, feathered air
And the light of love lit up your face.
When crude flesh and fiery spirit were
Wedded in deepest communal bliss
And your youth's blood morphed into roses
In the sweet Garden of Promise
That once seemed so fruitful and endless.
O you were once wild and beautiful
But now you're a ragged recluse
Degraded by the needle chill;
Lost in a twilight world of absence;
Removed from a world you once infused
With colour and art and consciousness.
Now Innocence has been badly wounded
And Despair corrupts our Sacredness.
Yet I still cling tightly to the vast scope
Of your Vision; in the spectral seas
Of prayer; in the righteous rage of hope
In plagued streets placated by prophecy
Amidst the glitter, neon and concrete;
Amidst bleached ruins of modernity.
O you were a force so vital and rare When brief flashes and fragments of Grace Pierced the warm, feathered air And the light of love lit up your face. wishes, desires, warmth, light of love. romance. tony
A wonderful write of a time that had be experienced to be appreciated? ...well penned.
a ragged recluse, the righteous rage of hope: I like the metaphors and alliterations in this poem very much. This poem is not glitter or concrete at all, but profound and sophisticated social criticism. Thank you, Dominic!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Very neat and exceptionally clever poem Dominic for you give with one hand and take with the other. A romanticists mixed feeling poem. Like an old movie star viewing the films of her golden youth, yearning a return to those halcyon days of wine and roses. A superb write and five deserved stars. Many thanks for this and take care.
Thanks Shaun...much appreciated! I thought that the best way to write about this topic was to personify the rise and fall of the counter - culture of the 1960s.