“A poem about time traveling back to the 1960s”

I found a watch—its face agleam  
With dials of lost decades’ dreams,  
I spun the hands, a whirl, a gleam—  
And time unspooled its silver seams.  

Now, bell-bottomed wonder coats my stride,  
A paisley tide where dreams reside;  
Twist, shout—the jukebox in the park  
Plays summer’s tune till after dark.  

A Chevy rolls by, baby blue,  
With “Hey Jude” flooding morning dew,  
Peace signs, protests in the street—  
Hope and courage at our feet.  

The moon, an ancient wish made true,  
Men step lightly in lunar hue,  
A black-and-white screen flickers on—  
“One small step”—the world is drawn.

Tie-dye laughter at Woodstock’s gate,  
A thousand voices celebrate,  
Love beads clatter, laughter’s free—  
A kinder world, or so it seemed.

A rotary phone rings through the years,  
While speeches spark both hope and tears,  
Marches echo freedom’s stride,  
A world remade with every tide.

When, with a sigh, the watch unwinds,  
And modern day reclaims my mind,  
I tip my hat to where I’ve been—  
The Sixties’ light, still bright within.

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