Rictameter poetry, The Jukebox, Rock And Roll

We teenagers thought nothing about politics. We just wanted to play the jukebox and rock and roll.

Jukebox

Record spinning

Poodle skirt twirling 'round

Penny loafers rolled down white socks

sock hops, pony tails, jitterbug dancing

Nineteen fifty seven chevy

Elvis, Jerry Lee rock

Teenagers swoon

Jukebox

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Ericdierker 9 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

Oh baby take me back. I am too young for some of this. But I come from an isolated town that was just 12k when I was born there. So we had our fifties in the sixties. Loved this piece.


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Eric. This crazy political season make me want to go back to the good old days when we didn't know the difference between the democrats and republicans and we didn't care. lol..So happy you enjoyed my look back at the good-old-days....


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DDE 9 months ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

Interesting thought here!


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manatita44 9 months ago from london

Great years! Teen world, and another time. Great rock and roll music. Excellent poetry!


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello DEE. Thanks for the interesting thought comment.


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello manatita. Another time and place, no worries. Rock and roll! Thank you..


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billybuc 9 months ago from Olympia, WA

I'm there with you, Ruby! At the pizza shop, eating a sausage pizza, listening to the Beatles....God bless rock n roll!!!!!


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Bill. We had a place in Mt Carmel, Il. ( Where I grew up ) that was called The Shack. We would gather there after school and play the jukebox and dance and eat peanuts and drink cokes. Back then we girls could dance together without anyone thinking gay. It was the best time. And, yes God bless rock and roll. Thank you...


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tsmog 9 months ago from Escondido, CA

First, thank you giving cause to look what a Rictameter poem is. I may try that :-) I have a grin with the theme having a lean toward Hot-Rod days and rock-n-roll though in the 70's. I felt the same as you mentioned not caring of politics and such seeking adventures more . . .


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clivewilliams 9 months ago from Nibiru

short and sweet, the juke box is legendary


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello tsmog. I really enjoy writing rictameter poetry. No rhyming, just counting syllables, nine lines. I hope you do try it, it's fun. Thank you for visiting my page....


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hi Clive. I often wonder if there are still jukeboxes anywhere? I would love to own one to put in my basement, and just dance the night away..Thanks...


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Faith Reaper 9 months ago from southern USA

Oh, boy, Elvis and Jerry can get anyone going for sure! I love your poem and it does take one's mind off politics, which is a big relief right about now. Down here, we still run across some jukeboxes. I was a child of the sixties so didn't get to live the actual sock hops and all, but I love it all.

Fun poem, Ruby!


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annart 9 months ago from SW England

Great poem and great illustrations. You had me rock'n'rolling to the beat! I love the jive (which I'm not very good at!) and any dancing, Latin, ballroom or modern. I just love a beat and a rhythm. Play some rock'n'roll and my feet can't stay still - it infuses me with a need to get up, dance and smile my head off.

Thanks for that!

Ann


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mckbirdbks 9 months ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Ruby. lead me to a chair. I am out of breath. You paint a nice malt shop picture. You have the place hopping.


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Theresa. Ah, the good old days. I was still having fun in the 60,s. lol. I bet if anyone brave enough, would put in a jukebox, it would do well. The kids now might turn off their phones and enjoy the music. Thanks for coming by..Cheers.


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Ann, I can't imagine not dancing. I love it, and it keeps you fit. I'm glad your toe's were tapping. Thank you..Cheers.


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Here Mike, let me help you find a chair, I'm all tuckered out too. Kinda reminds me of a story titled EWC. Hee.


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Frank Atanacio 9 months ago from Shelton

always I just loved it!!!!1


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

I'm so glad you enjoyed Frank. Those were the good old days!!


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AudreyHowitt 9 months ago from California

What a fun write Ruby! Loved this!


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

I'm glad you liked my look-back to the good times Audrey. Thank you.


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Genna East 9 months ago from Massachusetts, USA

This is great! And I love that photo of the poodle skirt. Waaay cool. :-)


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marcoujor 9 months ago from Jeffersonville PA

As Joan Jett would sing: "I LOVE rock 'n roll - so put another dime in the jukebox, baby!"

Oh and I love you too, dear Ruby - off to dance the day away. Love, mar


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Genna. Those were the days, poodle skirts and penny loafers. You are waaay cool my dear friend...Thank you....Hugs.


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always exploring 9 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Mar

Put another nickel in

In the nickelodeon and dance, dance dance.

Aha the good old days never to be forgotten.

Hugs and lots of sweet love...


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Shyron E Shenko 8 months ago

Ruby, Ruby my gem of a friend

I wish those days could never end

When it seemed that everyone was a friend

A time for all to blend

If we could go back

I would be the first to hit resend

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Blessings dear friend


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Shyron, Shyron you make me smile in a beautiful way

The words you write always makes my day

You give and give some more

No matter the subject, you're able to see the inner core

Blessings and hugs galore....


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Perspycacious 8 months ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

There was an era you refer to in this poem, during which some of us grew to believe in joy.

It didn't obscure the possibility of global disaster, but it thrilled our spirit.

Well done capsule.


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Oh yes, Perspycacious those were the days of fun and carefree time, never worrying about global wars or catastrophes like the tsunami in Japan. All we cared about was going to ballgames, dancing, going to the movies on the weekend. Ah, the good old days, never forgotten. I'm glad you remembered. Thank you for visiting my page...


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KoffeeKlatch Gals 8 months ago from Sunny Florida

Always exploring I love it. It reminds me of a great time I had when working at a 50's place called Herbie K's. We listened to 50's music, did the dances, an wore poodle skirts.


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Tess, those were the good ole days. It appears you had a blast at Herbie K's. Thanks for telling me....Smiling.


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bravewarrior 8 months ago from Central Florida

The summer between 8th and 9th grades, my family decided to move from Philly to Jersey. It broke my heart. I'd already gotten my uniforms and saddle shoes for (Catholic) high school and wouldn't be separated from my friends.

To make me feel better, one of my friends threw me a surprise going away party. My mom had allowed me to spend the night at her house, so I thought that's all it was. We went down to the basement to get something out of the freezer and out popped all my friends. It was the perfect setting for the party. My friend's father had a jukebox in the basement that was rigged to play without inserting a dime - literally! It's a night I'll never forget.

We still have jukeboxes today, but they're digital and require at least a dollar to spin the discs. I miss the days of watching the 45 drop down just before playing. Those were the days!


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Oh Shauna, those were indeed the good old days. The same thing happened to me when I had just started my sophomore year in high school. My mother married a man who lived in Missouri. I thought my world was ending. I'd spent my entire life here in Ill. and I was leaving all my friends and a boy I thought I loved, but after a few days I was lying on the couch, miserable and thinking of home. I heard music outside and when we went to investigate there were about 40-50 people who'd come to welcome us. They played all kinds of instruments. We danced and had a ball and of course I met kids my age which took the homesickness away. I would love to have a jukebox in my basement. Thank you much for sharing your story..Hugs.


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bravewarrior 8 months ago from Central Florida

Ruby, I'm glad we have these precious memories to keep and share.


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Shauna, me too. We both thought our life was over and really it just started. Thank you..Hugs..

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    I am a writer of poetry and fiction. I especially love flash fiction. My name is Ruby, and I live in Southern Illinois. I am a retired R.N.



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