#hippie poems on Hello Poetry

Gary Jul 2014

Her name was coffee,
Her parents we're hippies.
Coffee was a gypsy,
Who always told the truth.
The truth of words,
Wrapped in lies.
Coffee led in truth,
To carry on her name.
Spilling stories of understanding,
Living in a world so free,
With a true vision of freedom in the eyes of crystal blue.
Telling her fractured tails to take all she can. To only be seen never again.

#love #peace #freedom #friendship #stories #hippie #gypsy #narrative

Ms Ann Thrope Jun 2014

Mad

Look at the happy people

Are they not all mad?

They’ll empty out their pockets

To give more, they wish they had

& they’ll do it with a smile

Because they genuinely care

May God bless the crazy people

Who give a **** when life’s not fair

Written Circa October 2011

Dedicated to my adoring husband, Jake Dupree Alexander who would give the shirt off his back to a stranger in need.

#love #crazy #laugh #live #hippie #everything #insane #mad #share #hippies

Marigold Jun 2014

Mama should i trust the government?

Mama should I trust the Government?
Men in charge,
With suits and ties.
Mama, do they know whats best?
or are they selling
pre-packed lies.
Mama should i get a job?
sell my soul
to the money train.
Mama is it true in fact?
man can't live
of soil and rain?
Mama why do i feel sad?
kept cramped within
the city walls.
Mama how do i go on?
When all arounds me
crumbles, falls.

#freedom #life #politics #hippie #work #mama #government

Victoria Peacock May 2014

Natural Living

Waiting in the forest
Rain in my face
Pune needles under my feet
Free& naked, we are here
There are no businesses to fund
No corporations to protest
Only us.
Only now.
Me. You. The dirt & the trees
That's all there is in this moment

#life #rain #woods #nature #trees #naked #spirituality #hippie #natural #forest #protest #corporations #pine #dirt #corruptions #riots

mark john junor Mar 2014

keira

she sat on the rocking horse
wearing the soldiers coat he had thrown to her as
he rode away into the smoke and thunder of battle
she pulled it tight to her
like it was a part of him

she had come down from the
north towns to make a new life
in mysterious places with
romantic sounding names

but she lost her money in the river town
and fell in with some dark men
who tried to make her take up in the
***** house
but just as they lead her down
a fair haired lad looking handsome
in his soldiers uniform heard her cries
and saved her

the intensity of her beauty
and the sweetness of her heart
so enchanted him
he asked her to be his wife
he was so wonderful and handsome
she said yes

but a soldiers life called him
to battle and as he rode off
into the smoke and thunder
our precocious girl
sat on the rocking horse
and sang a sweet song
for he had rescued her
in every way a person can be saved
and she was going to be his wife

so careful young maidens
of these carefree wanderings you take
for it was a bright day for her
it is not allways such
take care is all i ask
for the world dose not allways
favour the fair

#love #war #happy #battle #smile #joy #*** #free #laugh #dreadlocks #hippie #solider

mark john junor Mar 2014

salt sailors song

gulls and terns spin in the air
as waves lullaby the sleepy dreamers
with grand tales and rich promise of paradise to be
found just over the horizons edge
sailors eye to the swift wind
sure hand to tackle and line
hearty men of salted liquid soil
grown to giants in the breakwaters thunder

but gentle that hands heart
when the tolling bell calls out the names of the lost
and the sea has swept away all but her witnessed tale
to leave the widows and forlorn child to
carve name to wall and mourn

past midnight now
a dead calm
and cloudless sky reigns
with a majesty of brilliant starlight
upon this sea reflecting the heavens slow march
i lay like a supplicant muted by the spectacle
to souls hunger this moment and place
shows a deeper meaning to thouse souls with eyes to see

a dead calm
and cloudless sky reigns
with a majesty of brilliant starlight
the old salt sailor breaks into deep song
that sooths and lends hardy meal to the heart
hold fast young lad hold fast

the morning rushing forward brings
the breaking wave and unfolds sail with quick wind
and the sailors eye rejoices with
merry songs to measure the hour
and jauntily bring our fair seabird
back to her warm home
sea and sand in the salt sailors blood
and a kind heart guides the way

#love #heart #beauty #smile #sea #dreadlocks #magic #sailor #hippie #salt #gull #seafarer

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