Tangerine Dreams

Teddy.15

 

Remember the Beatles

they wrote on love and of peace?

 

and

Lucy in the sky with diamonds

and tangerine trees

 

imagine the marmalade skies

and the boat made of dreams

in a bubble of dust

floating up stream

marshmallow pie’s

plastic-wrapped flowers of green

 

looking for miracles

on love and on peace?

 

look at the art on the walls in the street

reflect on their color

on the vibes that they bring

 

    not all pictures look the same?

not all artists need such fame?

 

the pictures we paint

should be ours to own?

 

so I’ll find my best muse

and

write my heart out till dawn.

  • Author: Teddy.15 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 10th, 2024 03:43
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 13
  • User favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet.
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Comments4

  • sorenbarrett

    Such imagery in vivid color and setting. I too remember the Beatles, one of my favorite bands back when. Their lyrics were inspiring as was their music. This poem does great tribute to some of their works. I find inspiration in the art of others and music is a great muse.

    • Teddy.15

      My dear sorrenbarret, written just today I have no idea where it came from but I am most pleased you enjoyed thank you so much dear friend.🌹

    • Accidental Poet

      My memories of the Beatles are a treasured part of my youth. Your poem brings back all the colors and feelings of those times. One question though. You have more than one Muse? 😊

      • Teddy.15

        lol ❤️ thank you my dear A.P

      • Thomas W Case

        I love this Teddy. Your muse is hard at work.

        • Teddy.15

          Thank you so very much dear Thomas. 🌹

        • Goldfinch60

          The hippies had it right Teddy:
          "MAKE LOVE., NOT WAR!"

          Andy

          • Teddy.15

            Absolutely 🌈 thank you dear Andy, and it's ok to be different too.



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