Best Hippies Poems

They grew up in the ’60’s…and as their lives unfurled
They discovered they were righteous…laid back…two groovy kind of girls.

They had long hair…down to their shoulders…some people thought them wild
They were hippies…free spirits…unconventional…each one a flower child.

They wore their clothing tie-dyed in colors bold and bright
When...

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If the world were full of hippies
there'd be nothing left to prove
except peace and understanding
and a little bit of groove

Noone would be homeless
Like many live today
We'd build beautiful communes
where anyone could stay

Together we'd make music
to the beat of mother earth
there'd be no fighting or war
Everyone...

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Straight out of prison
Wondering what I've been missing
Right out of the gates I stuck out my thumb

A van load of hippies
All from Mississippi
Stoped and asked, hey dude...what's going on

I'm here for adventure
Well hop in then Mister
Adventure is what we're all about

Now where we're all going
There's...

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Straight out of prison
Wondering what I've been missing
Right out of the gates I stuck out my thumb

A van load of hippies
All from Mississippi
Stoped and asked, hey dude...what's going on

I'm here for adventure
Well hop in then Mister
Adventure is what we're all about

Now where we're all going
There's...

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“When pride comes, then comes disgrace, but with humility comes wisdom.”
    ~ Proverbs 11:2 (NIV)

A popular topic ’mongst people of faith
Is whether among them are those who but sayeth
That they’ll abide by precepts that all claim
As theirs in that group.  Well,...

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The folk era from way back in the sixties
Provided me a chance to play my banjo on TV
A folk group of six
Four guys and two chicks
The Canadiana Folksingers, a cool group of hippies...

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Word Lyric #9 for Music

“Testimonies of Old Hippies”

We are still traveling by the speed of mind,
We’re the old freaks, and survivors of the great Be In,
Winsome hippie girls, now old and still kind,
Play pan flutes with feathers glued to their skin.
We were there when Joe...

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so im this town right
with six hippies, and i dont know what a hippie is yet
and we go to the bar
start talking about the water
and one hippie says he's startin to get sick
and im like well
do they well the water?
the second hippie says
my head is...

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All about the peace.
They all have an inner beast.
The beast when let loose battles government tooth and nail.
Sometimes they succeed, sometimes they fail.
 When the beast is restrained, these men and woman look harmless.
They go by life shower less.
They are vegan and are against violence.
If...

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So succinct 
To watch the eyes blink
Under cover of sleep
In shadow turn's 
The night burn's 
Psychedelic vision's in miles
Of open fields 
Dancing the breeze
Beyond the tree's 
Guitar's strum the chords of gun shot
Flower petals 
The band play astray
Festival mud and free love
To blistered children 
Drug...

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Bourgeoise Hippies

Littering your hallways with gold-painted plaster ?
Buddhas and empty singing bowls.
Building shrines and burning sage.
Eating leaves and teaching Yoga

Your mirrors are covered in dust.?
You drown your ignorance of compassion 
In a  shallow pool of consciousness.
All the while disregarding the comforts of your privilege....

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I grew up a child of the ’60’s
together my life and the hippie movement dawned…
now when I look back at that time I wonder…where have all the hippies gone?

Those long haired tie-dyed idealists who walked around with our feet bare
who grew our own organic vegetables…who...

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Sonny orchestrated; Cher was his doll.
Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves, was their nightly drawl.
We’d preach a little gospel to save them all.
Townspeople were afraid of us, even Baby Paul.

Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves, was their nightly drawl.
They were treacherously mean with their call.
Townspeople were afraid of us,...

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In the peace love seventies
Preached to forgive our enemies
Growing up our freedom breezy
The lovin’ was made easy
Woodstock hippies in bell bottoms
Singing ballads on through autumns
Hitchhikers up thumbing muscle cars
Guitar strumming sweet mellow bars
Long hair beads under stars
Campfires looking up at Mars



Submitted on March 30, 2019...

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Peace
Hippy
Bell bottoms
And hip huggers
Platform shoes and belts
The late 60’s
And 70’s
Flower 
Child...

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