Clackers or Ker-Knockers 1970’s Toy
God they bruised to wrists, and got banned at school
Clackers or Ker-Knockers 1970’s Toy
In schoolyards where laughter rang,
Two balls on strings would loudly bang.
Clackers in hand, we’d swing with might,
Creating rhythms, pure delight.
Up and down, they’d dance and spin,
A test of skill, a game to win.
But miss the beat, and you’d soon find,
A bruised-up arm, a painful bind.
Teachers frowned at the constant noise,
Banning our beloved toys.
Yet still, we’d sneak them out to play,
Clacking joyfully through the day.
Though safety rules have since evolved,
And clackers from our hands dissolved,
The echoes of that clacking sound,
In childhood memories are found.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (4)
I played with these till my mom took them away and said they were dangerous and by the way they really did hurt, but the sound of the clacking was hypotizing.
Captivating poem and well written.
I love how you said “Clacking joyfully through the day”, it really brought back those carefree schoolyard vibes. Thank you Marie for sharing this nostalgic piece, made me smile big time!💕
I remember those clackers. I went through one set and that was it. Great poem - excellent rhymes!