Thursday, November 1, 2012

an aging hippie's lament

i miss my music
i miss my weed
i am so tired
of all this
corporate greed
and politics
so mired in crud
even dirtier
than woodstock's
i do not want
gel in my hair
i want to grow it
as long as
my underwear
which in those days
it was the style
not to wash it to often
wearing that funny
yellow smile
i want my bong
my VW bus
theses SUVs
are just too
much fuss
peace and love
21st century
but the 60s
are the best
part of me

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greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.