It’s History

Where I grew up decades ago
My town was small and intimate
A couple miles drive and country was found
Small roads lead us here and there

 We all felt safe
With unlocked doors and cars
We knew all our neighbors
And felt secure playing outdoors

 But time brought change
And an interstate came
Thereafter Disney and Epcot arrived
Subdivisions and housing needed to spread

 Orange groves died out
Land more valuable to sell
No more orange blossom’s fragrance
Carried on the night air

 Hometown businesses gave way to malls
Big corporations took over the small
Fast food was soon born
This began our speeding up

 Technology accelerated
Rotary led to touch
Then computers and cell phones were next down the line
I-pads and tablets now save us more time

 Children stay inside
If outside must be watched
But they’d rather play computer games
Than get some fresh air

 Society’s in a hurry
All jostling to be first
Shooting one another
If you dare go too slow

 Times have changed
I’m not sure for the best
The laid back atmosphere of days gone by
Are sorely missed–they’re history now

My entry for Poetry Potluck 47:  History and Stories

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  1. Pandora’s box has been opened…we may never get those times back again…




  3. its sweet to have all those memories of your past/childhood…


  4. jgavinallan

     /  August 8, 2011

    Your poem has a dashing to finish line quality to it.
    It becomes fearful at the end…as if…where are we headed?


  5. So sad–to me–but true. I miss those days. I love this poem you’ve penned about our “progress”. Well done!


  6. The poem had the same effects on me too. Near me they cut down all the almond trees to build a new road. No more pretty pink blossom in February. I refuse to eat fast food, we are lucky still to have traditional tapas bars.


    • Oh that’s very unfortunate–no more beautiful flowers to look forward to. Little by little nature is being wiped out–it is not a good thing!

      I don’t eat fast food either.


  7. So very true even for us older folks,


  8. Yes, for all it’s wonders and good things technolgy has bought about there are just as many downfalls to it, too.
    In the last 100 years we’ve become such a dog eat dog world now. A world of have and have nots and the children these days have become de-sensitised, they seem to think showing care and compassion to others is a sign of weakness. Somewhere we in the west have gone very wrong.
    Lovely prose.


    • I so agree with you. I think the scariest thing is that people are becoming desensitized, as you said, as to showing care and compassion for one another. I really wonder what is going to happen to our society–it’s worrisome to me.

      Thank you for sharing your thoughts with me–I appreciate it.


  9. What a great story. A good, questioning look at progress and how things change. Well done.


    • It’s amazing to realize the many changes that have occurred just in my lifetime–it’s astounding.

      Thanks for coming by and sharing.


  10. Such a wonderfully true picture you paint here Gayle. I think this relates to us all, we have seen the change and the “speeding up” Great concept of history 🙂


    • Hi Marlee–it’s good to see you here–it’s been awhile. 🙂

      I think it relates to us all too–even those who don’t notice the change. It has had a detrimental affect on us all.

      Thanks for sharing this with me.


  11. This is sadly reflective of where I grew up, too (in the L.A. area). It’s a different world. Good writing, Gayle.


  12. You have chronicled changes many of us remember is a way that is delightful to read.


  13. Gone but not’s the same wherever you just got to keep the memories alive though.

    Great poem…sad but true 🙂


  14. Sad commentary…we speed up, no place important to get to…love those unlocked doors!


    • That’s right–where do we have to get to that’s so important. So few even think to ask that.

      And imagine, leaving the car keys in the car!


  15. J Sirrah

     /  August 8, 2011

    I felt like I was reliving the past while reading.Such a great piece and you indeed told it quite well.Blessed Be


  16. Funny, I just replied to a comment from you about the farmers and how they used to let folks pick the outside rows of their crops, and then I crabbed about “Big Agra” and how they are buying up all the family farms… and you have nailed down the EXACT thing I was talking about.

    We grew up with an unlocked door, car open with keys in it. Everyone’s mom was every kid’s mom if you were in their yard, too! Great on two fronts: Nostalgia and bemoaning the change for the worse. Great post. Amy


  17. Thanks for remembering with me, Amy! And you’re so right about the Moms being Moms to every kid–so true. I really liked that…


  18. I have to say that all these new developments in life are sometimes very useful, but in order to have them we’ve sacrificed the simplicity, the innocence of life and the charm that goes with it. I remember how was life when I was a kid, safe and with much more games outdoors, it was fun and beautiful … Now kids are stuck to computers and TV’s, they will never see the charm of playing on the street like we did once!


    • Somethings have been very useful but I’m seeing that we’re becoming too immersed with things that should be used as tools and not crutches!

      We’re allowing ourselves to be overtaken by technology–it’s controlling us rather than we using it prudently. I do feel bad for kids–I’m not so sure they’re growing up as they could be.

      Thanks for sharing, Blaga!


  19. I miss those days!


    • Yeah… I’m glad that my own two daughters were able to grow up the way I did and play outside without me worrying about them–too much. We lived in a very kid-friendly and supportive community. I’m very thankful they had that experience.


  20. That brought me back, and then forward. Very effective, evocative writing.

    You have a new fan!


  21. sweet memories recalled, thanks for sharing.


  22. Couldn’t agree more, I liked the laid back times way better, now it’s just move move move and more more more, ruining all of that.


  23. Lovely reflective piece


  24. This is so true … we live in a world obssessed with instant gratification … we can’t get enough , fast enough ! Though we have to remember that the youngsters regard it as “normal” … we’re from a different era ! They won’t truly understand what they have missed out on …

    Thanks for popping in and leaving a comment at my interview … I really appreciate it !


    • You’re so right. The kids of today don’t know differently–now what about their kids? Whew!

      It was a great interview and it was nice to get to know you better through it. Victoria is a sweetheart!


  25. It does seem to me that we treat the outdoors, nature, real life as if they were computer games subject to our own whims and with no real consequences if it all goes wrong..

    The riots in this country at the moment perhaps being a case in point!!!



    • That thinking just scares me to death. People seem to be blurring the lines between what’s real and what is a game. It seems like we are losing our ability to have a conscience. This will not end well if we don’t start making some serious changes.

      Thank you, David, for sharing your thoughts with me–I appreciate it.



  26. You have captured the history which every nation and every person have lost. The change encroached the present now leaving the past a history…Well written. thanks for share….


    • I suppose you’re right–it’s all pervasive isn’t it. And thank you for sharing your thoughts with me. I like to know what others think too.



  27. you are so right, i dont remember locking door during daytime in tundla or burdwan either. we could happily depend on a pair of pet dogs.

    how -times have changed. how drastically.


  28. It’s a real mixed bag; but, the poem makes it’s point in the best possible way.


  29. Very nice way to describe days gone with touches of nostalgia.
    Change and progress always leave their mark. It isn’t always positive.
    So sad …
    Izzy xoxox


  30. I think everyone over 28 knows this to be true… very nicely done


  31. This is amazingly well written bitter truth!
    Whatever happened to laid back easy life? Why do we have to run around only to get absolutely no time to enjoy the need or fruits of running around..

    Then again, it’s the cyber tech that made us happen!
    Hugs xoxox


    • Well thanks, Olivia. Yeah–how did things get so out of control so quickly? And you are right, of course, we couldn’t have met without this great technology. But there’s a balance to be found somewhere, right?

      Gayle xoxo



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