by Joseph Kleponis
silent majority wins
Nixon finally prez
Broadway Joe leads Jets past Colts
bettors take big hit
our dreams coming true
Neil Armstrong walks on the moon
nothing we can’t do
The Beatles do it again
Abbey Road album
making love, not war
tie dye t-shirts, long hair
except the squares, man
The year was nineteen sixty-nine
Times were oh so wild, we were so fine.
AUTHOR’S PHOTO CAPTION: On the road somewhere a little older, but not by much, than 17.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Since the topic was “AT 17” I tried to be quirky and create 17 lines broken into five tercets/haiku lines with seventeen syllables each and a closing couplet of seventeen syllables.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Joseph Kleponis lives North of Boston, Massachusetts. His poetry has appeared in Leaflet, the Journal of the New England Association of Teachers of English, paperwasp, Eucalypt, as well as Boston Literary Magazine and other small publications. He writes a blog Pieces of My Mind: Mendacious Musings.