of flowered shirts, and faded jeans
When painted faces where the scene
and over thirty was obscene
Twas there within this sweet domain
oft times I wander back again
To bathe in multi-coloured rain
neath clouds of crumpled cellophane
What joy I gained from simple things
moved by the sound from sitar strings
I’d float on psychedelic wings
to wild imagined happenings
Here in times of deep suspense
on wafted streams of sweet incense
That wrapped us in its warm defense
with out the need for recompense
And so a decade passed away
slipping into swift decay
Sadly now to my dismay
I find I’m looking back today
For when my day seems overcast
I roll a spiff and take a blast
Don my shades and Afghan slippers
and ride once more with those day trippers
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Author notes
yesterday
A contest entry
- Beatles. by Emmyb.
900 points, ended April 13, 11 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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clever little rhyme
i never saw this time - but youve penned these memories/descriptions nicely -
lol, I caught the tail end of the era. Thanks so much for the memories you've penned in this wonderful little rhyme, what a trip.
Peace

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I love your "crumpled cellophane" clouds. Great image. I think the first stanza is my favorite. It really sets the scene. Suits the prompt song. Not so fond of so much rhyming though. Sounds like we grew up in the same era!
Good luck in the contest. ~ Joyce
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this is amazing!
i love it! =DDDDD

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Thank you WD not worthy my Ass, you have no need to ever imagine that your own work is not of the very highest order.I do like to try rhyming if different modes it does not alway come off but its nice to try Thank you so much for your comments
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How did I miss this superb piece? I was glancing through your (enormous) collection of trophies, and saw this. Another amazing piece. The 4 line rhymes, often so difficult, you managed flawlessly again. Really excellent piece. Not worthy, not worthy lol
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Thank you Anna for your comments There are time i would love to go back to, but i guess that this applies to everyone.I find that all of my life has special times in it so i would hate to miss any of them none more so than those to come.I hope you had a nice relaxing holiday and have come back with your batteries recharged Take care
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Oh I am so pleased to see you back Legend. Again a nostalgic poem. You know I do like them a lot. Would you also like to go back to the 70s once again? I do... Indeed then life was colourful and cheerful. I would like to listen to that music, smelling the incense, dancing on the rythm and just being care free. Nowadays, young people would think that we are very strange, but I am sure we were much happier then than they are now. Nice poem Legend. I will read your next ones tomorrow. I am delayed in reading/commenting for I have not been here for a week, because of a holiday.
Anna.
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Where did those peaceful colours go ? we now live in a Grey world that seems to have no idea where the light is.Thank you so much for your comments they are appreciated
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Thank you Linda for your comments I too am in the same time zone as you I canceled birthdays in year 29 .I have to say I am the oldest looking under thirty this side of the pond .
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So colorful are your words that I look back on a past
where it was just the various colors of love and peace..an enjoyable read.
Congrats on the silver trophy..
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Congratulations
Hi Legend!! Congratulations on winning the silver!! I love your trip down memory lane and I have to say that to some in this generation..lol being over 30 is still obscene
Of course for me..being still at 21 for the last 23 years.. I have no worries there..
Always a pleasure to read your poetry!!!
Linda
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Thank you Jim it is always with the greatest of pleasure that i hear from you.Do not worry to much about missing the sixties many of us who were there missed it, though we never knew it at the time
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I took two 50s and moved right into the 70s. lol Just could not hang with the hippies.
As always your poetry is so very good. Still think a book is in order.
Your friend,
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Keith the pleasure was all mine. It is alway nice to have a fellow traveler when on walks the winding road to oblivion Thank you for your comments
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Bravo!
Thanks for taking me back, to the tangerine trees and marmalade skies. Excellent write Bravo! -
Toni once a sixties child always one.I guess you much be coming back into fashion with your tie dye? Strange how both of the habits grow natural and that one which causes more problems is the one that is legal Who said the sixties were mad Pleased to take you on a little trip
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Thank you Tearz at least you can say you were a child of the sixties although only a little one.You were born into an era of love I hope it has continued through your life.Thank you for taking time to read and comment
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Thank you so much klassy for your comments I am so pleased that you found this an enjoyable trip down memory lane.I guess we will never really get over that time.But i have to say it was indeed a pleasurable happening
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It grows in the ground. It is natural. Ergo, it must be good for you! Yep, good for what ails ya - LOL. I gave it up years ago in favor of, of all things, cigarettes. At the time, cigarettes were cheaper. I'm not so sure anymore... Delightful poem, Legend! I was a kid in the 60s, but plenty old enough to do at least some of this! Let's just say that when bell bottom pants came back last year, I didn't think it was something new in fashion! I'm wearing a tie-died t-shirt as I write this comment.. .LOL. This was a great trip (no puns intended) down memory lane!
Toni
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Well I was born in 1963, so I missed all of this but.. for some reason I adapted to a lot of it bell bottom paints. peace signs
and tye dyed shirts and lava lamps. only thing I was missing
was the reefa lol.. Thanks for taking me through another part
of it through your words and imagery..
and sooooo glad to see you back I have missed your page
Love and Light
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Oh what a spin those psychedelic sixties were really in! Flower power, and oh yeah! Mini skirts and granny dresses.... Neru shirts, fringe, and bell bottoms, the wild hair do's (bows, beaus, and beehives), beatnik lingo, the peace sign "V". I was not into the drug scene ever, but I remember hip-hugger pants and go-go dancers, lots of dark eye-liner and white-pink lipstick, the swim, the jerk, the watusi, and the mashed potatoes. LOL It really was wild. But like all parents in former generations, the adults hated our music. Apparently the more things change, the more they stay the same. Thank you for the trip! Loved reading this... Ya wanna make the scene?
~ Klassy 
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Hi Marissa I have been off line a lot lately, but i am now hoping to put that right.I think that no matter what age we all have something to look back in fondness at.Days lived always seem better than those to come Thank you so much for your most welcome comments I really do appreciate them Thank you
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Legeeeeend!!! I missed uuuu! U had me worried that u'd stopped writing!
I like this poem. I wasn't a part of the movement really though. (I was born in 1982.. so... lolz!) But I can identify with taking a trip down memory lane. I must say that even though I'm still young, I have moments when I think, "Good Lord! I'd never have had to worry about that a couple years ago!)
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Thank you Quill and welcome to the hazy world of the sixties a pleasure to have your company Thank you for your comments they are appreciated
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Hi Sue I am sure that you lived the time even if you were involved in bringing up your children I think every one was caught up in the time whether the meant to be or not it was so infectious. At least you can say you lived through it. That in its self is worth getting a medal for Thank you for reading and commenting
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Von you never drew the sacred weed
you missed the wildest time indeed
but maybe you had more to do
than than wander out beyond the blue
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Welcome Shaz its a pleasure to have you as a fellow traveler .Have you brought the happy cookies? It seems to me like this was a different world Rather than a different time but such a joy to walk or even fly in it Thank you for your comments
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Thank you Sandra it is always a pleasure to hear from you I think i have some catching up to do I seem to have had to much on my plate of late but i will get round to putting that right Thank you for taking time to read and comment
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Good trip down a hazy memory lane, rock on!
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My thanks to you Lynda for your comments How could i pass up a contest like this it was asking to be entered So pleased you enjoyed it Thank you so much
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Thank you Yaqui for taking time to read and comment OK so i have to admit to being a child of the sixties and what a child.
I pity the youth of today that did not have the opportunity to be part of what seemed a wonderful time of youth. When anything seemed possible Thank you once again for your comment I am pleased that you enjoyed it -
This is terrific. You have really captured the love-in era of the 60's. I didn't participate in much of it...I was married with two babies. I rememember watching the goings on at Woodsstock on the news. We live not too far from there. I thought the entire younger generation was going to self destruct in one big psychedelic haze. I loved the music though. A favorite was, "Are you going to San Francisco? Be sure to wear a flower in your hair." Hated the clothes! It's great to read one of your poems. Welcome back. Perfectly written...as always. Peace man! ~ Sue
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I never 'tripped' or smoked real ‘pot’
A risk-taking girl I suppose was not,
I bit older perhaps without such a care
I would have been there baby, Yea Yea Yea!!
I glad you're back and writing rhyme
you were away from here for too long a time...
Please don't go away again
Loved this
Von
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Ohh ---just spin me back down the years Legend lol---I had the faded bleached jeans, bleached them myself and finished up with great big holes in them lol, and ohhhhhh an afghan coat which stunk like a dead ferret once it got wet, my mum throw it out lol. So many memories are captured in this wonderful write which you have turned into a beautiful trip down that old memory road--we seem to go there often these days don't we Legend. Excellent. Good luck in the contest.
Shaz xx
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haha i LOVE this. you have such an amazing talent. i LOVE your write. keep it up. sprry its been a while.
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This is so halarious and hippyish...
Your flow and rhyme is awesome as always...
WHen I saw this contest, I had a feeling you would enter....
Glad you did!
Excellent!
Lynda
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Wow, I love it, this is truly great, it defenetly feels like ur a 60's child, maybe you're not but your poem does feel like it. Great job, I'm very impresed. Good luck in the contest.
Love
Yaqui
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Hey what wrong with having an Afghan round ones feet Don't knock it till you've tried.Thank you so much for taking time to read and comment I really do appreciate it
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Afghan slippers? Hmmm..having a person from Afghanistan wrapped around my foot and i thought us Dutch people were strange with our wooden shoes
I know,i know, it's a crocheted slipper
This was groovy ..like far out man!
Enjoyed this .although it was way before my time
Bravo!
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My thanks to you Travis for your comments The contest set just asked to be entered.So my thanks to you for firing the imagination
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Thank you Sandi for your always most welcome comments Its nice to be back on the trail again
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I love it. You completely captured the era, and this is excellent rhyming poem. I think you did a great job. Good luck in the contest.
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Imagery abounds!
OH my, yes those were the days! It's so wonderful to see a new post from you my friend, delightful meter and rhyme to end my pc time!
Best wishes
Sandi






















