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1969: A Personal Reverie – 4th of July, 2011
Daisy-chained flowers, style of old
woven through cascading hair with
macramé belt on hips worn low
a small brass bell with colored beads
Tie-dyed shirts and bell-bottom jeans
sewn velvet patches with peace signs
cover the skin from holes worn out
plus one of Jerry Garcia
A starry-eyed innocent girl
one with nature; longing for peace
the freedom she loved believed true
fiercely fought to never let go;
The wonders and surprise of youth
regardless of what the man said
ignoring rules – regulations
living life, forgoing regret
And all the while…
War banners waved, the march went on
the radio blared protest songs
Crosby, Stills and Nash – Déjà Vu
and we all sang along, while still…
Our young flew home in wooden box
color flag draped – mothers mourn deep
spirit crying from their souls and
young flower children wept that year
1969 still burns deep
I will never forget those days
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* my first non-rhyming poem still with a consistent iambic tetrameter attempt*
-TheMsLvh © 2011
image by: Deb Kirkeeide
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