#woodstock
Not enough to eat,
not enough toilets, just peace --
with love and music.
Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 3:42 AM UTC
Yesterday's heroes
neoteric delinquents
the Grateful dead.
Jun 21, 2021
Jun 21, 2021 at 12:25 PM UTC
Ill-lettered functionaries at PBS
Are pleased to announce that Woodstock defined
A generation. In reality,
Generations are not defined at all:
My argument is that women and men
Of conscience, courage, character, and class
Define themselves, and stubbornly refuse
To be counted, conned, or categorized
And only followers would acquiesce
To
Ill-lettered functionaries at PBS
Aug 6, 2019
Aug 6, 2019 at 3:59 PM UTC
I was a young and hopeful soul
Desired to wander free
Free of my worries and longed to go on adventures
At night I would watch the pink skies
Sitting in a rocking chair on the porch
Being aware of nature that surrounded me
Assertive of the words I shared
Taught the ways of my father
Dreamed of golden bridges and greener days
When people like you would come together and lay in the grass
Holding hands and listening to music
Going barefoot and swaying with the wind
Let us go back to Woodstock I had a change of heart
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 3:43 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Plastic end of the stick in hopes to never see the inside
Of what your anger stands from,
I put in all the work to love to have you in my arms , it's
Not enough in a continuum,
Constant calling , leaving voice messages in every hour
on the Hour just to gain some hope,
Looking for your soul crossing through dimensions even
In a paranormal state you just looking for a reason to
Just make it so,
So make it so,
Had to pick it up and get off the road,
Revised Woodstock , you don't need no clothes,
Running away is the choice that I chose,
And Lucy's In The Sky With Diamonds With her eyes closed.......
Being graceful with the savage toes,
There's nothing left upon the old railroad,
And if you didn't know , now ya ........
Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 10:20 AM UTC
It was 1969 the day was 15
I was up in the sky
I was only eighteen
White Lake in the town of Bethel, New York
I saw trees being hugged and loved
I saw no one eating pork
The rhythm, the sense of happiness and being free
I was one with everyone
like it was meant to be
I cried from excitement, tears full of joy
It’s like I relived Christmas
when I was just a boy
I made love with the one I’m with today
I have three beautiful children
And that’s how it’s going to stay
I kept the blanket that kept this family whole
all because of 1969
I rest with the blanket with the hole
Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 5:15 PM UTC
I can't help but wonder why we are pretending like it's Woodstock and 1969 all over again?
We pretend we know something about peace.
We act like we understand what it's like to be women and have no rights.
(Ladies you have more rights than you think you do)
We act like we know how the men and women in war feel when they come home to protesters and hatred.
(Stop hating on people who are risking their lives to save our country!)
1969.
*** drugs, rock n roll.
Peace and love.
We don't know anything.
We are so young and naive.
I am the same as the rest of you.,
I pretend like equality and legalizing drugs will make this world different, but it won't.
I like the idea of peace and love.
I love *** and rock n roll.
But I'm just a ****** up kid from the 90's.
I love too much.
I live too fast.
I'll die to young.
I like the idea of weaving flower in my hair & I love the Beatles.
Maybe 2014 is 1969 in a more obscene fashion?
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 11:58 PM UTC
WOODSTOCK
They came from The South, The North and The West Coast
450,000 together for peace and music, half a million at most
Richie Havens inspired all while singing his "Freedom" song
Country Joe McDonald dropped "F" bombs his whole set long
Carlos Santana amazed us, as he gave all and sacrificed his soul
Arlo Guthrie with Woody's **** packed his pipe and smoked a bowl
Canned Heat and The Bear asked us to work together united stand
Levon Helm pounded skins and sang "The Weight" with The Band
Joe Cocker warned us more than once that he might sing out of tune
One after the other, CSNY, Alvin Lee, Sha Na Na midnight 'til noon
Janis gave a piece of her heart along with a "Ball and Chain"
Jefferson Airplane sang about Alice out in the pouring rain
The Fogerty's sang about where they were born and two girls one proud
And for the life of me I can't figure out why The Who played to this crowd
Jimi capped it off with The National Anthem and "Purple Haze"
the perfect ending to four long daze of rock and roll blaze
So if your travels take you to New York Up State
Stop at Bethel Wood, the place where Rock History was written in Slate
"1969, when music was grooved in vinyl and carved in Rock"
inspired by the song "Woodstock"
written by Joni Mitchell
Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 2:10 PM UTC