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The Generation Gap

 

The generation gap is sometimes wider than we think.

When it comes to use of language I’ve often had cause to blink.

Every and each era has its own ideology,

and a result is a change in the meaning of words.

Take today’s technology.

 

IT used to mean a thing thought to be the cream of the crop.

Today it refers to new-fangled things like computer, I-pod, X-box.

And sayings that conveyed one thing, back then when my Dad was a lad,

mean something totally different these days.

For example “sick” is no longer “bad.”

 

And ‘word’ at one time was something sung, said or writ.

Now it’s a whole program on our computer to fit.

So what a word meant then and what it means now makes English seem like new

and as if we’re speaking a different tongue.

I’m sure you can think of a few.

 

But did you know a word meaning “look” widely used in past generations

is today considered a way of cussing or describing fornication?

A story straight from my family album describes what I’m trying to say

And when we’re reminded of the incident

We laugh at it even today.

 

One day while expecting my sister to come straight home from school,

we were all packed for holiday, and impatience was the rule.

We were tired of waiting, in a hurry to go and the festivities begin.

Each in our turn kept going outside

in the hope she could be seen..

 

 Pop disappeared from the company and we figured he’d gone for a squiz.

 He was away for a while, and when he returned he reduced us to laughing fits.

He said in his old fashioned slang “I don’t want that you should fret

but I just went and had a screw up the road

and she’s not coming yet,”

 

— judyanne, May 08, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Western Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Favourite poets? So many, so varied. I like particular songs, not necessarily the singer... and the same goes for poetry. I can honestly say though, that Alfred Noyes' The Highwayman was what inspired my love of poetry - my mother began reading it to me when I was still a baby, and it became my favourite bedtime story

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Critiques

mand

mand

16 years 1 month ago

Brilliant story, brilliant

Brilliant story, brilliant ending, you are a mind full of knowledge and wit. Great poem I really enjoyed reading it. Thanks Judyanne. Love Mand
judyanne

judyanne

16 years 1 month ago

hi mand

thank you so much for the supportive comment love judy
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xraycat

16 years 1 month ago

very interesting and

very interesting and observant, or should i say, wow, your poem was sick and your sense of humour is wicked, good work judy xx
judyanne

judyanne

16 years 1 month ago

thanks annie

that's what my son says to me about my techno knowledge when i achieve something with it - welcome to the 20th century (not the 21st) Thanks for visiting love judy
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shirley harrison

16 years 1 month ago

Fabulous poem

Very funny I love your personality it shines! Much love shirley harrison
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 1 month ago

..and how right you are about language changing, everything..

Ann of Norway Oh Sir Ephriam will be laughing in his belly at this don't you think judyanne, you're a wit and no mistake, and how right you are about language changing, everything changing, and what we do here on Neopoets is already mostly old hat, I suppose!! The younger generation is cyber-trained into touching and firing other guns of rhetoric and probably never even bothering to write them down. Oh what a shame, but there is now another game to play incessantly and we just have to sit and watch it taking place. Great fun this one judyanne, love as aye from annanya.
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

Actually it’s the 21st

Actually it's the 21st century. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/21st_century I think I've heard that joke before. lol. Generations... it does make a beautiful picture. http://www.wunrn.com/news/2008/03_08/03_24_07/032407_photo.htm Hugs, Anna "If you think you're free, there's no escape possible." ~ Ram Dass
judyanne

judyanne

16 years 1 month ago

thanks anna

yes, you have heard it before - on my blog when i first started - you suggested that i put the poems on my blog into stream - at the moment my muses have deserted me so i'm doing just as you suggested thanks for calling by love judd
Seren

Seren

16 years 1 month ago

Dear Judd

I am afraid I am a tech geek lol I love technology loved your poem I had a poem called since 1945 I think I deleted it lol but its similar to this one love and hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
judyanne

judyanne

16 years 1 month ago

hi jc

thanks love and hugs judd xxx
Seren

Seren

16 years 1 month ago

Judd I just wanted to wish

Judd I just wanted to wish you a happy mothers day and a big hug I know today is as hard for you as it is for me love you JayCee x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
judyanne

judyanne

16 years 1 month ago

thanks jc

it is certainly a day of mixed feelings love to you, my thoughts with you and i hope you had a great day hugs judd xxx
loved

loved

16 years 1 month ago

Generation Gapes

Generation Gapes In our times The touch of ones elbow Drew the teacher's attention Today the teachers gape In awe Of the generation And We all gape At your fantastic New generation poem What…. A lovely poem A lovely poem A lovely poem