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Poem: 'Music to Live By'; Recalling Youth, Attitudes, People and Places; Reminder to Protect the Environment

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Ann enjoys music & the arts & likes to write on all aspects of both. She is an amateur photographer, draws & paints.

Is the World your Oyster?

Protect your World & it could be Your Oyster

Protect your World & it could be Your Oyster

The World was Ours

We thought the world was ours, didn't we? Those of us who grew up in the 50s and 60s had the best of both worlds. We had the traditions and values of our parents and we had the amazingly new world of ground-breaking music, barrier-breaking fashions and shockingly changing life-styles and morals.

It was a great time for many and one of those was me! An idyllic childhood was mine. Music filled my soul, from Douane Eddy and the Everley Brothers to The Beatles and Motown. I learnt the Twist, the Mashed Potato and much much more. I also had the added benefit of my talented mother's piano playing so Chopin and Rachmaninov floated round the house often.

I thought the world was good. I thought everyone was kind and friendly. I could go out into the countryside with my friends and be home for tea without a care in the world and without my parents worrying.

Then I grew up and found out that the world was not such a good place, that there was evil side by side with wonder, that some people were not kind and could hurt you terribly.

Music was a Thread

Throughout it all, though, there was the music. I loved all sorts, mostly the beats that made me want to dance my feet off.

Music was so different; it advanced so quickly. It shocked the older generation and we loved shocking them! My parents were 'fab'; they embraced most of it and my mother loved the harmonies and melodies of The Beatles.

Music keeps us together. Sounds evoke memories; memories of the good and the bad, the loved and the lost, home and the outdoors. I lived by it and now I only have to listen to a favourite song and the images of people and places swim around my head, palpable in retrospect.


Music, Music, Music!

Love my iPod!

Love my iPod!

Adam Faith, The Beatles..... the list goes on!

Adam Faith, The Beatles..... the list goes on!

My Childhood Haven

My Childhood Haven

50s, 60s, 70s, Connie Francis, Neil Diamond, Queen, The Rolling Stones, David Bowie......

50s, 60s, 70s, Connie Francis, Neil Diamond, Queen, The Rolling Stones, David Bowie......

Music To Live By

Sitting listening to a string of hits,

Wondering if the words all fit.

Were they cliches, basic, naff?

One hit wonders just a gaff?

Were they basic, raw, mundane?

Did they drive our Dads insane?


I don’t care, cos they’re my youth,

remind me of those record booths.

All those words I memorised,

singers that I idolised,

take me back to places dear,

people loved and landscapes clear.


Funny how a note or two

brings it all back into view.

Funny how those people lost

emerge and make us count the cost.

Do they have the same heart-race

when that song recalls a face?


Recalls a place, a time, a feeling

when all the senses went a-reeling,

when we thought the world was wondrous,

before it pulled the rug from under us.

Just naïve and having fun;

our life had only just begun.


Importance of Family, Friends and Surroundings

With Mum & Dad...

With Mum & Dad...

...and other loved ones

...and other loved ones

That's me second from Right!

That's me second from Right!

Last house I shared with my Parents

Last house I shared with my Parents

the Beauty of Nature

the Beauty of Nature

Sunset over the Sea

Sunset over the Sea

and Then.....

Then we found life’s not all play.

It required some work to pay

for all those things we took for granted,

all those ideas we had planted

in our brains when life was good,

when Mum and Dad gave us our food.


Where was the music to keep us alive?

Where had it gone... How could we thrive?

Our time was filled with things mundane,

staring from the windowpane.

Then one day, reality spoke,

we from all those dreams awoke,


realised that we had a purpose,

could take on what life threw at us.

New music arrived to savour,

lyrics with a stronger flavour.

New experiences beckoned;

we embraced them every second.


Now we review our past endeavours,

realise life is not for ever

but that - mostly - we lived well,

well enough at least to tell

those that follow to take care

of our world and to beware!


Make sure there is something left,

that our offspring aren’t bereft

of the beauty nature shows

and the bounties our earth grows.

Keep the music and the dances

but make sure we don’t take chances.


Take care of our friends and kin,

spare a smile, help others win

when their lives are down and low,

when they have no place to go.

Give them music to remember,

so they don’t die in the embers


of a struggle hard to fight

when you’re little, lost in fright,

when their young hearts broke in two,

when they didn’t know what to do.

Music feeds the moral soul;

give them some before they’re old.


Make Your Voices Heard!

Hinkley Point Nuclear Power Station

Hinkley Point Nuclear Power Station

Making Music

Making Music

So.......

Our world needs the light and love

to succeed and, hand in glove,

we can change the greed and malice,

we don’t want a poisoned chalice.

Our descendants need the same,

to hear the music, recall names,


so that they too see the faces

and the old familiar places,

so that they feel those emotions,

conjure up those lost love potions.

Can you do it? Can you sing?

Don’t just sit and listen! Fling


your arms out wide, embrace the earth,

think about what it’s all worth!

Don’t just listen to the noises,

go and play, be one of voices

reaching, singling loud and clear,

make the music now - and here.


Music old and music young,

sing and play till life is done,

just as long as you can see

we rule over destiny.


What Music Will You Play?

Memories in Music - Go Back in Time & Listen to These!

© 2014 Ann Carr

Comments

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 25, 2014:

Thank you, Jackie, for your kind words. I love poetry, though I never used to, and music still fills my soul with wonder and makes my feet move.

Ann

Jackie Lynnley from the beautiful south on December 24, 2014:

I started poetry mixed with and mingled into my love of music. There is a flow of the two and I feel it in your words. You poetry is very good. ^+

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on September 07, 2014:

Hello Shyron! It's good to share the good memories, the trials and tribulations.Thanks you so much for your kind comment and for the votes.

Ann

Shyron E Shenko from Texas on September 06, 2014:

Ann, I really enjoyed your poetry. I had those same illusions of the perfect world, before the sky fell.

I remember the beauty and good times with friends who had those same illusions, then to have reality slap us in the face and tell us to wake up, learn who you can trust/not trust.

Voted up, UABI and shared

Blessings

Shyron

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on September 05, 2014:

MsDora: Thank you for your kind words. I'm so glad you liked the poem and I love word 'classic'! I appreciate your visit. I just hope we can keep enjoying our wonderful world.

Ann

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on September 05, 2014:

I enjoyed the walk with you through then up to now. The poem is a classic not only because there are so many great lines, but also because so many of them touch us deeply. Thanks!

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 31, 2014:

Me too, Flourish. Thank you so much for reading and leaving your valued input and kind comments.

Hope you have a good week.

Ann

FlourishAnyway from USA on August 31, 2014:

Music certainly marks points in time and you have done a marvelous job here remembering and urging us to take care of what we have so that there will be something left for future generations to treasure and remember. The older I get the more concerned I become about our collective future.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 24, 2014:

Hi, Jim. That's exactly what it was supposed to be so thank you for that. I'm glad it came across as I intended (one never knows!).

Good to see you here.

Ann

James E Cressler from Orlando, Florida on August 24, 2014:

Ann, very well done.

A song of today, an ode for tomorrow that carries a point we need to hear. Thanks,

Jim

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 24, 2014:

manatita: Yes, we keep trying and we keep listening to the music. Thanks for our visit and input. Ann

manatita44 from london on August 23, 2014:

Long road to travel, as they say. Yes, music and dances but careful with the chances.

Life does seem to present many challenges, does it not? Let us continue to serve and to dive deep within.

Nice to see your parents. God bless.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 23, 2014:

Rachael, thank you so much for your kind words. I'm glad you enjoyed this. I think we had by far the best deal as regards music, but then I would say that, wouldn't I?! Ann

Rachael O'Halloran from United States on August 22, 2014:

It's amazing how much music has influenced our lives, especially the 60's generation, those of us who were teens then. We can remember certain songs playing as crises or happy times occurred and they determined how we felt about certain people, places, and things. At least they did in my life. I'll forever associate high school dances with Jerry Lee Lewis music. lol

Your poem was true genius and I enjoyed this article.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 19, 2014:

Thanks, DDE. I'm glad you liked it. Memories come from all sorts of stimuli but music is the most effective for me. Ann

Devika Primić from Dubrovnik, Croatia on August 19, 2014:

I enjoy listening to music some from the 80s, 90s and of today. Memories take me back in time when listening to most of what I like from then. Great thoughts here.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 19, 2014:

teaches: Yes, music inspires; where would we be without it? It gives us memories and gives us hope. Thank you so much for your visit. Good to see you today.

Ann

Dianna Mendez on August 18, 2014:

You have said a lot in this post on music and memories. Music is so much a part of who we are and its influence remains with us over time. Music that inspires is so valuable.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 17, 2014:

Thanks maj: Glad you liked it and thanks for the kind comments. Good to see you on this sunny Sunday! Ann

travmaj from australia on August 17, 2014:

I'm with you on this one, the Everley brothers, Elvis, rock n roll - how manipulative music is. Memories happy and sad can be resurrected immediately. And yes, how we move on and change - love the rhythm and flow of the poem. Thank you for the inspiration - Maj

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 16, 2014:

always exploring: Thank you so much for your kind words. I'm glad you liked the poem. I seem to have touched a nerve here and I'm astounded at the response.

I hope you are having an excellent weekend.

Ann

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 16, 2014:

Wow, Faith! What a great comment - you are too kind.

I know what you mean about all the words coming back as soon as you hear the first few notes of a song.

I too love singing away in my car at the top of my voice (only when I'm alone!).

Thank you again for your visit and the votes.

Ann

Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on August 16, 2014:

Wow you blew me away with your words of rhyme. I also grew up in the 50's and 60's and remember the great music. I loved it all, esp. Elvis. My mother was a music lover ( mostly country ) I can't remember a time when the radio was silent in our home. Today i'm more in tune with music, i love all genres, and i love this piece of poetic excellence.Thank you..

Faith Reaper from southern USA on August 16, 2014:

Oh, Ann, what a message and what an exquisite poem you have shared here. I remember listening to all of these songs too and, thankfully, my parents listened to all the music, especially my dad was "fab" and had excellent music taste in all genre.

Music is universal and we can all remember the first time we heard a certain song and what we were doing at that very moment. I love that about music. Funny, how my brain works, that sometimes I cannot remember the lyrics to a song, but when my brain hears the very first note, all the lyrics come flooding back to me. I love riding in my car just singing along. It brings much joy.

I love how you combined music with a wonderful message to taking better care of the planet.

I am blown away by your excellent poem.

Voted up ++++ and away!

I do hope you are enjoying a lovely weekend.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 16, 2014:

Thanks, John, for your lovely comment. Glad you enjoyed this. We had some good times and people were just beginning to realise the environment had to be looked after.

Have a great weekend, John.

Ann

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on August 16, 2014:

Great poem of nostalgia Ann. I grew up in the 60s and can relate to the music you mentioned.. Don McLean, The Beatles etc....also loved the song 'Eve of Destruction". Wonderful memories and good times. Voted up.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 16, 2014:

Thank you, Frank, for your 'awesome' comment; much appreciated. I'm so glad you enjoyed this and I'm so pleased with the great response so far.

Ann

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 16, 2014:

I'm humbled by the reactions to this! It all poured out in half an hour of pensive mood whilst I was listening to my iPod. That's why I believe in writing from passion, from the heart.

Yes, we did listen to the same music and connecting with others like that makes me feel great; I know the message is understood.

Thank you so much for your lovely words, bill. These first three comments have made my day.

Hope you and Bev have a marvellous weekend too, bill.

Ann

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 16, 2014:

Jamie: Praise indeed, thank you so much. I'm glad you found some music in my lines and 'exquisite heavenly lines' will do me fine!!

Thanks for reading and for leaving such a wonderfully kind comment, Jamie.

Have a great weekend. Ann

Frank Atanacio from Shelton on August 15, 2014:

a poem of nostalgia .. the kind that only Annart can assemble.. we choose our paths.. but it still takes all of us to make sure the path is doable.. love the message you try to convey.. awesome simply awesome

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on August 15, 2014:

"palpable in retrospect".....my goodness gracious, Ann, this was stunning. We knew the same music...we listened to the same promises...we had similar dreams for the world...and then that damned reality came into play and it all went up in smoke.

Or did it? As long as the music lives, and as long as we hold onto our dreams, there is always hope. Or so I believe.

This is the perfect way to end my week. Bravo dear friend! Quite possibly your best writing to date.

Have a marvelous weekend.

Brilliant! :)

bill

Jamie Lee Hamann from Reno NV on August 15, 2014:

"Don't just sit and listen! Fling" great rhythm, like great music, with well thought rhyme and exquisite heavenly lines. Just excellence. Thank you. Jamie