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Portlands Alley a Poem

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Nell loves Poetry and sees a story in every day living. Whether it be an alleyway or something much more magical.

Portlands Alley Marlow  We lived here through the alley at the top end. There was a pub directly to the right, but we were the next house, number 55 which is now a shop.

Portlands Alley Marlow We lived here through the alley at the top end. There was a pub directly to the right, but we were the next house, number 55 which is now a shop.

Portland Alley

Portland Alley is a small alleyway in the town of Marlow Buckinghamshire. Every time I walk through it I get transported back in time to when I was a small child. We lived next door to the alley and my brother and I played games, laughed and chased each other in the glory of childhood.

We were cowboys and Indians, superheroes and athletes. The magic of imagination swept us up and placed it in our memories forever.

As I was walking back from the park today, I took a short cut through the alley and once again the memories hit me.

And this poem popped straight into my head.


Kids eating ice cream 1960's

Kids eating ice cream 1960's

Old Friend

Hi, old friend remember me,

And all the things we did?

From skipping ropes to climbing trees

Playing football, dirty knees

Sucking on lollypops till our faces were red

Seemed like years from morning till bed.

Kids holding hands 1960's

Kids holding hands 1960's

Sunlight flickered soft on walls,

Bricks hot to the touch,

Dirt in our pores.

Crazy days of fights and squabbles

Kicking up dust and falling on cobbles.

Then making up, and laughing,

Friends once more.

Till it was time to go indoors.

Playing Cowboys and Indians back in the 60s

Playing Cowboys and Indians back in the 60s

A cowboy and Indian covered in dirt,

Hunger pangs and sweaty thirst.

Hear a voice, a mothers plea,

'Oh please hurry up its time for tea.'

Twilight shadows follow footsteps

And darkness peeks from red brick walls

The day is ending, night has fallen

It's just an alleyway once more.

Until Tomorrow.....

Then home to watch TV. Kids 1960's

Then home to watch TV. Kids 1960's

All photos free to use/Pixabay

© 2019 Nell Rose

Comments

Nell Rose (author) from England on January 29, 2020:

Aw thank you Devika!

Devika Primic on January 29, 2020:

A trip down memory lane great stuff. You have shared a beautiful part of you

Nell Rose (author) from England on September 29, 2019:

Thanks Peggy, it's so weird when I walk down there, takes me straight back.

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on September 29, 2019:

Those old 60s photos and your poetic rendition of how we spent time in those bygone days swept me back in memory also. Thanks!

Nell Rose (author) from England on July 26, 2019:

Thank you Mark for commenting.

Mark Tulin from Ventura, California on July 26, 2019:

Great subject of a poem, and you handled it well with all your childhood allusions, Neil Rose.

Tim Truzy from U.S.A. on June 30, 2019:

Yes, Nell, you are so right. Now, if we could just get them to do brain drying. Read your poem again, great work.

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 30, 2019:

Thanks Yves, yes all they do these days is stare at their mobile phones. Its rather like brainwashing, lol!

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 30, 2019:

Thanks Nithya, yes it was great fun! thank you

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 30, 2019:

Thank you so much Bronwen. I believe that whatever year it was, back then we had the freedom to roam, and were happy just playing.

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 30, 2019:

Thanks Shauna, yes I believe I read it! always great to see you here.

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 30, 2019:

Glad to know it brought back memories Tom, and always good to see you!

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 30, 2019:

Thanks Dora, amazing how those memories hit you when you are walking about.

Yves on June 30, 2019:

Hi Nell.....What a pretty area to grow up in? Such a wonderful poem. It brings back memories I hadn't thought of in years.....my brother and I playing outside....looking for lizards. Eeeew. Yes. All those things you spoke of are really fun things to do when you're a kid. It's all about exploring outside and knowing you have a safe home to go back to once dawn arrives on the horizon.

(I wonder if less kids explore outside nowadays, what with iPhones and all. Hmmm.)

Nithya Venkat from Dubai on June 30, 2019:

Lovely poem about childhood memories. It seems like you had a lot of fun with your brother. Enjoyed reading your poem.

Bronwen Scott-Branagan from Victoria, Australia on June 29, 2019:

Lovely memories from long ago in our lives. Well, actually the sixties was the time of making memories for my children, but I can remember how they were - and how I was some distance further back. A delightful poem.

Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on June 29, 2019:

Nell, this poem brings back memories of my childhood in the 1960's. Life was grand and imagination was our fuel. I love being a boomer. We're the last to really know what life is/was all about.

Thanks for sharing your memories. I shared mine in an article I posted years ago, called "How I Became Bravewarrior".

Imaginative children make for phenomenal writers!

Tom Cornett from Ohio on June 28, 2019:

Wonderful poem Nell. Took me back, gave me memories, images and made me smile. :)

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on June 28, 2019:

Sweet nostalgia. Reminds me of my play days with my cousins also in and near an alley. Thanks for sharing your memories in this lovely poem.

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 28, 2019:

Thanks Brenda, yes I know exactly what you mean! Mobile phones have a lot to answer for!

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 28, 2019:

Thanks Peg, yes hearing the birds tweeting going to sleep, moths and bats, bliss!

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 28, 2019:

Thanks Erik, good to hear from you.

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 28, 2019:

Hi Bobbi, thanks so much. That sounds liked fun catching fireflies!

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 28, 2019:

Thanks Tim, yes it really brought back memories.

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 28, 2019:

Hi Paula, always good to see you! wish you were on facebook we could chat!

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on June 28, 2019:

Such a wonderful memory. I remember those days of childhood too.

Too bad the children today do not get to know childhood in the same manner we shared.

Great write.

Peg Cole from Northeast of Dallas, Texas on June 28, 2019:

This is super sweet and nostalgic, remembering those days playing outdoors until dark. Loved the illustrations, too.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on June 28, 2019:

Very cool. My mom would have me drive her down alleys to the market. Trains show the backside. Thanks

Barbara Purvis Hunter from Florida on June 28, 2019:

Nell Rose, I enjoyed your poem and I can relate to playing outside until we caught fireflies to put in our jars during the hot summer months in the south.

Memories sweetens our minds with days of joy spent with friends and cousins; and makes us smile that we can recall them anytime.

Keep Sharing Your Poems,

Bobbi Purvis

Tim Truzy from U.S.A. on June 28, 2019:

Ah! Nell, nothing like walking through old times with a skilled writer such as yourself. You captured so many people's youth in your verse. Enjoyable, and I suppose time travel has been on our minds of late. Always a joy to read. Thanks. Admiration

Suzie from Carson City on June 28, 2019:

Hi there Nell! Stopping by to say "Hello." What wonderful memories for you....sweet & happy. I love it! Peace, Paula

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 28, 2019:

Thanks Lorna, yes we were just over the wall with just the pub garden in between so she could always know where we were by looking out the top window. Thanks for reading.

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 28, 2019:

Hi Flourish, its funny isn't it how memories slap you in the face at certain times, lol!

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 28, 2019:

Thanks Chitrangada, memories are amazing, funny and sometimes sad too. Always good to 'see' you.

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 28, 2019:

Hi Jackie, sorry to hear you need more surgery? pm me on facebook. And yes the Queen and Phillip are amazing aren't they? Yes memories are funny thinggs. Hidden at the back of your mind until you walk somewhere and then whoomp!

Lorna Lamon on June 28, 2019:

Such a wonderful trip down memory lane which reminded me of summer days spent with my brother, sister and cousins playing down by the river. I also remember my mum telling us to come home when we were hungry. Lovely nostalgic poem.

FlourishAnyway from USA on June 28, 2019:

What a sweet remembrance of a simpler time! You captured the essence of childhood memories right here and made me recall my own early interactions with neighbor kids and siblings. We used to play imaginatively all day outside.

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on June 28, 2019:

Beautiful memories of childhood and wonderful poem. I can relate to those lovely times.

Good selection of pictures and they give a feeling of nostalgia in black and white.

Thanks for sharing this wonderful hub.

Jackie Lynnley from the beautiful south on June 27, 2019:

Thanks for sharing this memory Nell. Nothing like the childhood ones and I enjoyed your poem very much, too.

Killing days to my next big surgery and watching your Queen stories at Netflix. Just seems to calm me and I think she is a pretty amazing person. I guess she and Phillip worked everything out and have had a mostly great marriage for many years. Or so it seems.

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 27, 2019:

Hi Pamela, I think you are right. It definitely was better back then, so much safer. Thanks for reading.

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 27, 2019:

Thanks, Gypsy, yes this one definitely does. Thanks for reading.

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on June 27, 2019:

The description of your childhood memories are just like mine, except we didn't get called in for tea. I love your poem because as I age I find Ia enjoy those memories more and more. I think life might have been better for children back then.

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 27, 2019:

Thanks Bill. Yes, its amazing how an alley, road or house can throw those memories straight into your face when you walk them.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on June 27, 2019:

That was absolutely delightful. There are places that will transport you back in time.

Nell Rose (author) from England on June 27, 2019:

Thanks Verlie, it was weird I was just walking up the alley and the words just popped into my head. Memory is a powerful thing.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on June 27, 2019:

Those of us who were lucky enough to have similar memories are truly lucky.

Verlie Burroughs from Canada on June 27, 2019:

Nell, What a sweet reminiscence of your childhood (and the childhood era for many). It's neat that you still live so close that you can revisit your old alley way. Not many can do that. I love your rhyming couplets, simple verses to tell the story. The black and white photos capture the times, and the childhood vignettes perfectly.