Hippies walk free through lands of peace and love,
Where flowers bloom beneath the skies above.
A world where souls unite, no hate, no wars,
And harmony resides on distant shores.
With beads and feathers, hearts of purest gold,
They dance to tunes of stories yet untold.
Their minds, unchained, embrace the cosmic flow,
While morning dew adorns the earth below.
In twilight's glow, they dream of days to come,
When every voice will join in freedom's hum.
With gentle smiles, they seek a higher plane,
Where joy and kindness ever shall remain.
So let us cherish thoughts so wild and bright,
And live in harmony, a shared delight.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 19th, 2025 01:19
- Comment from author about the poem: The Hippies had it right, "Make Love, Not War." Imagine!
- Category: Reflection
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Comments7
Those were the days. And the clothing of the day was quite colourful as well🙏🏻🕊️
Very true arqios, they certainly had the right ideas.
Andy
now to water the seeds they have germinated. 🌱🙏🏻🕊️
Good write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
A most liberating poem Andy a sonnet to peace I love it.
Most kind soren, thank you.
Andy
Gotta love the idea of hippies. Make love not war. One day it will come true. A great poem and great theme.
I certainly do love their idea David, thank you for your kind words,
Andy
I absolutely adore this poem. We should all make love, not war.
So very true justyouraveragewriter, thank you.
Andy
You're welcome, Andy
A very lovely thought, let's do this. 🌹
Yes let us do it Teddy, they had it right.
Andy
Excellent write Andy
Thank you Tony.
Andy
You're welcome
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