Chasing sleep on dappled hammock
Drowsy days when all was well
Revolutions never ending
From dawn til dusk the needle scratched a song
Wafted out the window
filled my head with never-ending dreams
Learned to live and love so well
by rhyme and tune and melody
Until I grew into a woman from a child
And I knew the poets always would be waiting
with more wisdom sung in gentle folk-songery
or shouted over feedback 'verberations
Strings of lovesongs draped like daisy chains
cartwheeling through thick paintdrops
fallen on twister board canvas
colors shone so brightly
neon sealing wax held peaceful ramblings tight
young girl hopes for a new and harmonious world
The background to my youth, my shining singing stars
like comforting arms of eternal parents
phrases that make me catch my breath
let me know I still believe with all my heart
We can change the world, if we want it
We have....
and in their dancing footsteps we tread.
A contest entry
- days of vinyl & flowers in your hair by Nicolette.
2200 points, ended October 12, 2008, 16 entries
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Comments
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A beautiful poem. I would love to have a couple of good trees to hang my hammock on. It has stayed rolled up in the cupboard for too long. Well done with the write.
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I agree with my co-judge - i too liked the sound of "folk-songery" - nice touch of poetic lisence there! This is a lovely trip down memory lane and you made me remember so many of my own experiences.
I liked the mellow voice here, the lovesongs - and now you have me thinking of all my old favourites, lol! I liked the way you've weaved flowers into this - well done. And I totally agree with those closing lines.. yes... change happened, and yes, still dancing.
Thank you so much for sharing this with us in the contest.
~ Nicolette
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sadly, i never got to know the gentle side of the counter-culture...i was too deep in what the music side of it had to offer.
it was always exciting, and often a harsh mistress.
but i like this view i never had, and makes me wish i had taken the time.
"folk-songery" i don't think 'songery' is correct English, but i love how it sounds. lol.
thanks so much for this entry
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