Our Finest Hour
By skinner_jennifer
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Don't be afraid of your quest to seek us out...
we wait with anticipation; refuse to be timid;
remember the pleasure stepping from lonely
shadows...you child of a Woodstock Nation,
for like Alice in the luxury of her youth,
Socrates and I were curious to hear of
your bottled ideas...corked so tight they
needed to be set free like birds in flight,
we resembled heady fragrance of warm roses,
passion flowed in the flames of our obsession;
even if we weren't cultured enough to appreciate
what those dramatic ramblings were really about,
like Weeping Willow branches catching a breeze,
we too had limbs so eager to express and please;
weaving from one scene to another – aspirations
to perform that enveloped our every waking hour,
libertarian am I...soul free but in need of direction,
filling this teenage void with defined dedication...
like the petals once closed now open on a flower,
we continue to bloom at best in this our finest hour.
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Loved this, Jenny. Will be in
Loved this, Jenny. Will be in Woodstock in a couple of weeks to spend the weekend. Will be thinking of you.
Rich x
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Hi Jenny
Hi Jenny
One of your best poems I think - and knowing how involved you were in pop groups and concerts, it no doubt came from the heart.
Jean
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This is beautiful, Jenny,
This is beautiful, Jenny, such wonderful imagery and a touch of wry humour. It captures those youthful feelings vividly, and speaks of a life so well lived.
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Hi, Jenny. That last verse
Hi, Jenny. That last verse seems to imply a growth, development from the remembered unmatured passions and ideals of youth. I hope your 'open flower' can bring pleasure to many! Rhiannon
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Hi mcscraic,
Hi mcscraic,
Golden words! What a lovely way to describe my poem.
Thank you so much.
Jenny. 
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Hi Jean,
Hi Jean,
you are so right, for me; Music - Acting and Art were and still are my most enjoyable activities. I think those drama days of the heady late sixties through the 70s were my most nostalgic and enjoyable moments in time, they most definitely inspired this poem. I'm glad you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it.
Thank you for letting me know.
Jenny.
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Hi Jane,
Hi Jane,
you know I live those late sixties and early seventies times in my head and the memories linger with me constantly. Like you said, a life so well lived, which is exactly why I think I will never forget when I was a teenager and life was for the taking.
Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts, they mean a lot and I do appreciate your time.
Jenny.
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HI there Rhiannon,
HI there Rhiannon,
yes! You are so right, if it hadn't been for my amature dramatic days, I would never have had the experiences, acting filled a void when I left school and gave me so much confidence you wouldn't believe. I was so shy and unsure of myself at the age of fifteen.
I would advice any youngster to take up acting or any performing art, as it does give you confidence and being able to share your love with like minded people makes all the difference to your confidence.
It was also so much fun being able to share the music I loved with others and led me to meet so many interesting singers and song writers. For me music, although I don't play any instruments myself is important and led me with friends to seek out so many live concerts and festivals, and meeting so many fine musicians, it puts a smile on my face, when I remember.
Sorry I'm rambling on. Thank you for taking the time to read my poem Rhiannon and I appreciate your comment.
Jenny.
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So many thanks for the
So many thanks for the cherries Editors. Glad you enjoyed reading this poem as much as I did writing it.
Hope it inspires many more young people to take up the Performing Arts. You won't believe how much it can change your life for the better.
Jenny.
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Wow Jenny this really hit the
Wow Jenny this really hit the spot! Summed up my personal experiences in the 60s and the eagerness and earnestness of youth. Happy, optimistic times.
Linda
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Hi Linda,
Hi Linda,
it's good to know there's someone else out there who can relate to where I'm coming from.
Many thanks for reading and letting me know your thoughts, much appreciated.
Jenny.
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The beautiful expression of
The beautiful expression of freedom and the times we were a changing...ah the sixties and seventies free my soul - how I wish we could be that healing, understanding and accepting generation again.
Your poem was beautifully written, it sparked with inteligence and love just as the times you wrote of. glad to have read it. It took me to places I had forgotten existed once. I've been to woodsotck but not in '69 - still it is a place time has left alone... and it has a great bookshop that I haunted while there.
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Hi Penny,
Hi Penny,
it's always nice when you can transport someone else back to a time of shared happy memories.
There's a line in Led Zeppelin's track; Ramble On, where Robert Plant sings of a place where magic filled the air, well for me it was back then and all our dreams and hopes were fresh and new and just wanting to be set free.
Many thanks for sharing your thoughts and reading.
To a peaceful future we hope to live.
Jenny.
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