Short Hippies Poems

Back in San Francisco when 'people had power'

  ~ hippies pulled the triggers and out came flowers...

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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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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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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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What's wrong with Hippies,
who like taking trippies
or smoke funny ciggies.
Freedom of mind, while brain is reclined,
no longer blind, the answers I find,
connections that bind, while time hits rewind.

©John-Ovan.P.Hull...

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imagination
peacocks and flowers
hippies and hippos
Volkswagen busses
dragons and witches

unicorns blue
faeries and elves
a Shangri-la
my happy place

cartooning
grandchildren
poetry

dancing
singing

art...

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Campbell's Tomato Soup, a vision of the sixties
Andy Warhol and his creative mind, some seemed silly
But each played a role
It was his overall goal
To strike out in a new direction in the age of the hippies...

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When we’re young and prefer sagging trousers,
we're left-wingers, we're hippies, carousers.
Then we age and grow wise,
cause our trousers to rise,
and send soldiers to shoot rabble-rousers....

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What the flip was CeeLo Green
Doing on the X Factor looking keen?
In a dress of yellow and pink flowers 
With flaccid, psychedelic powers?

I felt as if I was back in the 60s,
Drifting high with the hippies,
I was sent to planet Zigzag,
In need of a sedating jag....

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Faeries and sprites flitting among the thistles and the daisies.
Sitting at the base of the violets, strumming easy listening guitars.
So, this is where the hippies go, observed a new arrival.
Understanding there are many levels of heaven.
And we gravitate to the one we relate to the hardest....

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hippies were on the right path.
They wanted people to love each other.
Of course being mean to soldiers was wrong.
And following cult leaders is never okay.

But they had the love part right.
They were trusting and open.
And their clothes were instrumental
in allowing fashion to be punky and fun....

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I knew a guy who was raised by hippies,
he had never needed to undress a female with his eyes,
but he lost his enthusiasm for sex.
Every woman knows the art
of being covered and naked at the same time.
I used to do a lot of imaginative looking,
now I stand around jawing - just another old guy,
and women don't look at me at all....

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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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Christmas tree 
window alight 
for a winter dream rhyme
a day
a season
a suspension within time
drift
where snow rests
upon a soul's silence
whispers the light
carrying the night
quest for a reason
to see
beyond the mirror
hippies lost in a circle rhythm
where water calls
falls to truth
drifts the echoes of peace
on earth...

                       - jude...

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Hippies, dogs, cats, pirates, and flowers
My paintings are oozing with magical powers.
Women with hair of every color, pattern and hue,
Painted in pinks, silvers, purples and electric blue.

Steadily working on canvases during the day,
Dragons, unicorns, turtles stop by to say “hey”.
I usually have four to five going with castles sublime.
A Gemini spirit, I cannot work on one at a time....

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Long ago in a Laundromat
A couple of hippies just met
One asked the other if he smoked weed
He replied, "Every chance I get!"

With the police station next door
Behind the building's where they went
But soon became quite worried 
Alarmed by the smokes ascent!

Frantically swatting at the cloud
They quickly gave up the attack
When they saw they were standing
In front of a vent in the back!...

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Psychedelic
Good times
Woodstock
Peace love
Long hair
Bell bottom
Jeans and beads
Guitars strumming
Hippies
Around a campfire
Singing
Free style
How the lovin’ was easy



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~RANDOM MUSINGS VOL.2~ 2020

AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Submitted on February 21, 2020 for STRAND SELECT X sponsored by BRIAN STRAND

Originally posted on April 15, 2019...

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Take me back to the dime bag days
     when we were hotel hippies, 
thirsty for trouble and stuck in a state 
     of delirium.

Our souls were scattered messes
     among the unbent hills - 
dreaming of rebellion and freedom,
     pockets empty, heart's empty 

Having no sense of direction and 
     craving toxicity like it is a 
natural remedy. We were walking
     disasters, baddie two shoes....

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Come sail with me,
yard sale, yippieee.
Love um, love um,
all of um.
Can't get enough,
yard sale stuff.
Goodies galore,
that's for sure.
CeeCee loves um,
just like me.
I guess we are two,
yard sale hippies.
Before the sun,
we are ready to run.
We come home with a load,
things we gathered out on the road.
Sometimes we sell,
but mostly we buy,
we can't stop,
we already tried.
See you there....

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My personal flag will have to include a dragon.
Fierce and fabulous, in oranges and hot pink.
Faeries of course, and a booby cartoon woman.
At least sixteen colors, enhanced with black ink.

Hearts, hippies, cats, dogs, mushrooms and super gold stars.
Elves and pixies with roses, to make it sweet.
Yellow daisies, box turtles and a happy face from Mars,
Peacocks and witches would maybe make it complete....

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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 for contest 10 LINES, 5 WORDS: RHYME III sponsored by LU LOO...

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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 beaten into submissiveness 
Reciting dead poet's 
Works of post art haze
In a glaze of Glory...

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Old hippies, good food 
   a couple of good bookstores
In short a trip to Woodstock, New York 
I wore a shirt with a picture of Dylan Thomas(not bob Dylan - whom I follow)
  People don't know about that place 
  It is a change of pace from NYC
My poetry teacher said to write in iambic pentameter 
   Well, I might try to 
and perhaps you should to 
But the main point is getting your message out 
   Poetic brothers and sister!...

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Rainbows, tree women, bonfires, unicorns,
Woodland creatures, faeries, Peter Pan,
Just some of the things I love
Mushroom canister sets, puffy flowers, yellow circles with black happy faces,
Gypsy clothing, hippies, peace signs, love beads, square blue granny glasses,
Just leave me in the 70’s for a bit longer please
My dreams take me places I need to be.
They help me believe in a world of hope.
And love and goodness.
Never wake me up....

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Life isn't what it's cracked up to be
   Living on an island and toking delightful weed
      His thoughts emerge faster and easier then before.
          His mother once said not to explore,
             The mystical substance that most hippies adore
                He is free from the world and insanity 
                    He takes it easy and drinks his wine.
                       Playing guitar all day and listens to 
                          The Who's "Behind Blue Eyes"...

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