What a night that was! 1968...

Now I have a poem that I wrote, possibly, in 1968,  after attending a competition to choose a top pop group. This event took place over 3 or 4 Saturday evenings at Aberdeen Beach Ballroom. I think I attended each one, and therefore required a new outfit for each event.

My choice at this period of time was an A-line mini  dress. I certainly remember two of those outfits.
One I made in a linen look cotton. It had bell sleeves. The fabric was psychedelic...huge flowers of various hues, in yellow, orange , pink and green. Under the lights of the ballroom some of the flowers completely changed colour and almost "glowed". Another dress I recall was made from a shiny bronze coloured fabric dotted with subtle flowers, but the reverse was brushed giving it a warm feel.

We danced from 8pm till gone 2 in the morning, then collecting our coats from the cloakroom, in a happy group we walked the six miles home to the suburbs.

Happy days...and still remembered...

The pattern above was found in a charity shop in 2014 and I've used it frequently.

THOUGHTS AT THE PALACE BALLROOM - 19/09/1968

Silhouetted figures on the background of blue moved 

to and fro with the rhythm from the group.

I felt myself slowly slipping 

into a trance and everything

moved with a frenzy of feelings 

and emotions.

Then I finally went under into

the swirl of rhythmic bodies.

Music pulsating to my brain.

Gardens where flowers bloomed

were all around me.

I plucked a rose from a tender bough,

And breathed in its sweet perfume.

Then I took a daisy from among

the deep, green grass.

And pulling out its petals, I cried..

" He loves me-- He loves me not,

  He loves me--He loves me not,

He loves me--He loves me !

HE LOVES ME !

Silhouetted figures on the background of blue wavered

to and fro with the rhythm 

of the group.

Hands reached out to help me to my feet ,

But I laughed and sang out above the music --

" He loves me !

                   He loves me !" 

Thanks for reading, Kath.