I would love to return to the seaside
on a sixties time machine ride,
where my sister and I used to play
with our plastic buckets and spades.
I would feel the sand between my toes,
watch the waves crash on the stones,
and run down to the sea to fill my bucket
with water to pour in our sandcastle’s moat.
I’d eat salt and vinegary chips from the pier,
where the noisy arcade would make us stare
with its glittery machines and penny falls,
loud pop music and bingo calls.
But best of all would be the coach ride home
with our mum and our nan, safe and warm.
Kim M. Russell, 7th November 2023
It’s Tuesday again and Poetics at the dVerse Poets Pub. This week Lisa is our host with a time machine bucket list prompt. She tells us about her own time machine bucket list of iconic concerts of the past she would have loved to have seen live.
Our challenge is to choose one of the three options Lisa has given us: the first is to create our own time machine bucket lists of ten or more things, and then choose one about which to write our poems; the second is to choose our favourite time travellers and write poems about them; and the third is to write about metaphorical journeys we have taken or would like to take.
I’ve gone nostalgic with this one.
This is so very warm and sweet. I love where the trip took you… and I could feel that in your dream you can travel there with the help of your memory.
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Thank you, Björn. We never had family holidays when we were children, just days out at the seaside in the summer holidays, and they were the happiest times, even when it rained. My nan saved up all year for those trips.
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This poem has my heart, Kim! It’s so evocative. I especially love; “I’d eat salt and vinegary chips from the pier, where the noisy arcade would make us stare with its glittery machines and penny falls.” ❤️❤️❤️
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Thank you, Sanaa! As a child I was mesmerised by the penny falls and so excited when my nan allowed us a couple of pennies to play the machines.
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Kim, I could see, taste, feel your nostalgia for memories that have remained sweet and strong over the years! How wonderful.
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Thank you, Dora. Those days out at the seaside will stay with me always.
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Nice one Kim
Much🖤love
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Thanks Gillena, and much love to you!
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Lovely memories!
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🙂
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Kim, oh how I love your tapping in to those cherished memories and sharing them ❤ You two look pleased as punch with the day and everything with it. That warm ride home with your mum and nan, safe and warm, is the perfect ending to a perfect day.
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Thank you Lisa. Days out to the seaside were the highlight of our childhood.
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You’re welcome, and can relate to it.
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Definitely went full nostalgia, and with such great details.
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Thank you, Maria!
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Sonneteriffic!
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Thanks Ron!
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A beautiful travel of time back into your happy memories. Love it!
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Thank you Carol!
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Yup brought it all back to life!
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It’s a British thing.
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A beautiful nostalgic piece that leaves you warm inside. Nothing like the good old days, I say and I’m only 35!
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Thank you!
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Warm memories. (K)
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They certainly are.
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A wonderfully nostalgic write. That would be great to live that once more. Looks like you have been then and back again today!
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I love the photo! So cute!
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I’m glad you think so!
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Thank you Dwight. I would love to do the same with my grandsons.
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You are welcome. There is nothing quite like that.
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Those are, the, wonderful memories of your, amazing, childhood, years, and now, they are, written down, and will, never, fade, away…
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They are still alive in my head too. 🙂
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Nothing wrong with a little nostalgia Kim – especially when populating a fantasy time travel bucket list… Lovely!
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Thank you, Andrew!
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Such soft, innocent memories. I imagine it’s the feeling of perfect enjoyment that only children know, that you’d like to recapture.
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It is, Jane. I hope to capture some of it through Lucas and Louis next summer.
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I hope you do 🙂
Is Louis pronounced Louie or Lewis?
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That was my fat fingers, Jane, it’s Louie!
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Ah, okay 🙂 In UK is seems quite common to give babies diminutives are their name. My cousin has a Josh, and another cousin has a Jack and a Lottie.
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Lovely travelogue back to heartland, Kim. The final couple is a bucket of joy.
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Thanks Brendan!
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Love love love this absolutely beautiful writing friend
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting!
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What a fine poem and remarkable memories. Well done, Kim.
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Thank you, Bill.
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This is sweet and endearing. I love salt and vinegar chips.😋
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🍟😎
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i think we had the same haircut!
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😊
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