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Mark 4d
I'm all for peace and the hippie days  

We were the children of the 60s, layin' about and lettin' our hair sprout  

We were influenced as much as we influenced others  

Flower power didn't work, maybe it's just the American way, no doubt  

Turning over all the apple carts, should've just turned the other cheek my baby  

Some say I went too far, is it because, i've got such a rebel heart? Maybe.  


Hippies have survived since the caveman days  

Sometimes hiding behind societies blurry daze  

Never wanting to upset the nations orderly ways  

Always demonstrating for their true beliefs in a cloudy haze.  


Now it feels like I've been jabbed with a poison dart  

So deep down inside my experienced, but innocent rebel heart  

That 60s biz was just our breakfast and we hadn't even got to lunch yet  

If I was a new gen baby, I could still show others love and peace, I bet  

Give me a chance at showing you, that I'm not that different than you  

Go ahead, ask me questions, there well overdue.  


Hippies have survived since the caveman days  

Sometimes hiding behind societies blurry daze  

Never wanting to upset the nations orderly ways  

Always demonstrating for their true beliefs in a cloudy haze.  


Not changing my ways but adapting my ways, is what I need to do  

I'll listen to others and always take your cue, to try and remove the venom for you  

It might not happen overnight, it could take a while, alright!  

Maybe I'll go with the flow or maybe wake-up in a sweat, in the middle of the night  

Let me get my groove back and things will change, we'll go back to the start  

Just forgive me and always remember, I was born with this rebel heart.  


Hippies have survived since the caveman days  

Sometimes hiding behind societies blurry daze  

Never wanting to upset the nations orderly ways  

Always demonstrating for their true beliefs in a cloudy haze.
Aaron LaLux Oct 2018
Man I have no time,
for slow minds,
so I stay in my own mind,
while they show crime,

to sew paranoia,
and lessen our faith in fellow Man,
Lennon wanted to give peace a chance,
but the Shadow Hand had other plans,

oh the humanity of our humanity,
full steam ahead even though we don’t know where we’re goin’,
it’s all awkward whether on stage with the spotlight ablaze,
or in the bandstands with a bag of popcorn and a program,

and I’m anxious as heck and want to get out ASAP,
but she’s got her eye on my and wants us to slow dance,
and I don’t want to but can’t think of an excuse not to,
because I’ve got no plans and it feels so good this bad romance,

so I step forward take her hand and take a chance,
nothing else left to do but pick out a spot with a good view,
to watch the fireworks from our collective apocalypse,
as the night sky lights up and we start to dance as if on queen,

because if all we’ve got is lemons,
then baby we’re making lemonade,
and if all we’ve got is each other,
then baby we’re making love until a new day is made,

as they watch in awe,
thoroughly entertained,
keeping up with the gossip,
but not with the current pace of our mental state,

and that’s why man I have no time,
for slow minds,
and why I stay in my own mind,
while they show crime,

to sew paranoia,
and lessen our faith in fellow Man,
Lennon wanted to give peace a chance,
but the Shadow Hand had other plans…

∆ LaLux ∆

Venice, CA.
October 8th, 2018
Penny Rhode Jun 2018
Sound asleep i’m carried by your light
Not a mouse squeaks this far in night
Peaceful wind, and steady breath
With your guiding hand, I fear no threat
Mr. moon in your light guide me this night

Graceful footsteps, and braided hair
On this night, roaring fire and smoke filled air
Take my hand and lead this dance
Quickly before the Sun takes her first glance
Mr. moon in your light guide me this night

The starry sky and your smiling face
My smile brightens looking into space
Morning sun to close and dreary
Your fading grin paints me weary
Mr moon in your light guide me this night

With sleepy eyes your light carries me back
Your eyes close quick as mine, so the sun doesn’t lack
Mr moon in your light guide me this night
Aa Harvey May 2018
Listen carefully.


Embrace the tree, for it has been a century in the making.
Use kindly words when you need to speak,
For their thoughts may well be illuminating.


Relax your shoulders and forget your jobs.
You are never too busy to find the time.
A hand shake is a form of smile.
A happy friend of mine.


Do not be an ice cave,
To their new age ways,
They could teach you a thing or two.
Take off your shoes,
Put on your sandals,
Wear a tie-dye t-shirt in place of your suit.


Connect with Earth
And find your inner peace.
If you are not willing to listen,
Then you will never hear your heart speak.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Aa Harvey Apr 2018
Cool beans.


You shine for me when I am in despair.
I will be your light when you are in darkness.
You are still with me even when I am not there.
I have chosen to invest in your interests.


If you are in need, then count on me,
To do all I can to see you through.
I will always be a man of peace.
Try to shout at me if you want to
And I will remain the same, cool beans.
The swinging sixties are in my dreams.
The hippie in me is looking for love,
So if you are the one I have been thinking of,
Then please give me a free hug.


I will not give up until I make your day
And make your smile;
Have a nice stay,
For the rest of my life,
By being on my side.
If you are, I will always remain,
Only a heartbeat away.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
sometimes
you just need to
run into the
wild and
look at the
starshine and
look at the
moonbeams


and forget
who you are
for a while


forget where
you came from
and where you're
trying to go


forget who is
waiting for you
and what they said
and what they
might say


to melt back
into black
and pulse shiny
and magical


to be
simply a
body under
the sky


© 2017 Adelaide Heathfield
No matter how big and bright and sparkling we make our lives, nature still calls to us. To be domed over by an indigo sky spangled with stars can calm even the most turbulent heart. Because nature connects us to the wordless part of ourselves. And no words = no worries.
let the race
go on and
be won and
be lost
inevitable
fast
without me


I will be
playing
on the side
of the road
with the daisies
and the crickets
and the wild-growing
fennel


a fleeting whoosh
to the rushing
passerby
and they a whoosh
to me


as clouds
hang humid
and yearn to
speckle their
summer mist
a-top puffs of
breeze and
rosy cheeks
and
saplings


I will be
spending my
sunshine day
with face
upturned and
hair a-mess
and
eyes not
looking where
they're going


© 2017 Adelaide Heathfield
You can choose to race toward a predetermined end alongside a slew of equally eager competitors. And end up exactly where you decided to be, with a number fixed to your shirt and if you're lucky, a medal hung round your neck.

Or you can choose to wander off the track completely and see where it takes you. It might be dangerous. It might be lonely. It might be peculiar.

There are racers and there are gallumphers, I suppose.
nick armbrister Jan 2018
cindy
cindy the raunchy hippy gal gets it on
with her 22 year old toy boy lover
he called round at hers' and grinded her
covering her neck with love bites
and filling her with his seed
while she rode him hard
and used and abused his body
both of them deserved it
for it was what they were
a willing young buck stud
with his older **** activity partner
drink was involved cider style
mixed with wine and *****
and fruit juice with ice
some of which found its way
onto her body for ****** purposes
like ice on her *******
and also banana cream on her *****
while he licked kissed and bit
her at every single place
with each opportunity he got
more experience for him
and another notch for her
the aging fun loving hippy
who'd f8cked a thousand men
and two hundred men
in her debaucherous liberal life
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