A Hippie

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Records line the beige and orange walls
Volkswagons are only trendy
When you paint them in daisies.

I don't really know the girl with the beads dangling from the ceiling
and the flowers draped through her dark hair.
She plays guitar horribly,
And dances in the dark so no one can watch.

Her heart is set on everlasting peace,
but she runs from everything that keeps her together,
and she's not a hippie.
Just a wannabe.
Last edited by Chevy on Wed Jul 13, 2005 4:34 pm, edited 1 time in total.
when there's nowhere to go, it's time to grow up.




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I liked the poem. But I am not the best person for critqueing poems. But it was cool I liked it.




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I made a few changes. I didn't get the poem myself, actually...hopefully the line I added with help everyone understand it--including me.
when there's nowhere to go, it's time to grow up.




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Cool. I don't really see the point of it, but who says poems need a point? I like it, especially the last stanza and

"She plays guitar horribly,
And dances in the dark so no one can watch."

Great images, nice job.
Siempre, siempre: jardin de mi agonia,
tu cuerpo fugitivo para siempre,
la sangre de tus venas en mi boca,
tu boca ya sin luz para mi muerte.

-From 'Del amor imprevisto', Federico Garcia Lorca



The first thing I do when I have a good quote is always to put a goat in it. uwu
— Liminality