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Thursday 15 March 2018

PSYCHEDELIA

Yesterday we touched the sky,
you and I flying high
in '76, hot July:
heavy metal lullaby
that faded into gentle sigh.

Riding the wings of Dragon flight
to rainbow castle of infinite height.
Colours, colours, blinding bright,
psychedelic fluttering kite.
Hanging on to string of light.

Finding the eye in the sky
that has the power to stupefy
and all our senses multiply.
We're phasing into lasuli
to it's azure core occupy.

Blue planet spinning fast.
There is no future and no past,
only moonbeams racing past.
Stepping onto one at last,
we're caught in cataclysmic blast.

Falling, falling, back to earth,
overwhelmed by sense of dearth:
craving something like rebirth
in fine white powder of great worth.
Relentless is addiction's curse.

24 comments:

  1. flower child in a flowered van
    jumped into the fire from the frying pan
    sandles, Woodstock, on a trip
    powdered high and then you flip
    blaming all upon "the man"
    everytime the "shit hits the fan"
    growing older is just a dream
    when you live life to the extreme...JFM

    My dearest Ygraine your fantastic poem...WOW!!! You brought back that era of free love and hippies!!! The Flower Child!!! Me... I was a young mother with four children by the year 1971:)

    Big Hugs and Much Love 💮❤💮❤💮❤

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  2. Dearest Jan...oh WOW...I LOVE LOVE LOVE your brilliant poem!!!
    Oh how I wish I'd been a part of that magical scene!
    I was just a 15 year old (rather shy and reserved) schoolgirl in 1971...so missed out big time on the "Flower Power" movement:(
    And, oh, to have been in San Francisco, 1967...that was my biggest girlhood dream...:))

    Oh thank you SO much...

    Lots of Love & Hugs xoxoxo

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  3. It was an era of incense, bright colors, free love and long hair, long dresses tattered jeans and of course the "peace sign" and a war that wouldn't end...two extremes. I and my hubby each wore a copper bracelet with the name of a POW or MIA soldier...many of us were wearing them at that time :(

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    1. I have never heard of that before...wearing those amazing copper bracelets. How beautiful and touching.:))

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  4. A contradictory time - with some messages which still resonate today with this aging hippy.

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    1. Yes, those messages are desperately needed again today, aren't they?
      Think maybe we need to resurrect the Hippy era...

      Many thanks.:))

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  5. I love this "not future no past" I like!

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    1. Oh thank you, Gloria...and I'm so happy you enjoyed! :))

      Big Hugs xoxoxo

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  6. Ygraine, I love what you wrote, thanks for taking me there!

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    1. And thank you so much for visiting, Lon!
      So happy you enjoyed...:))

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  7. Wonderful poem captures the time so well. It was a time of no future and no past. We felt invincible.

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    1. You know, Anthony...I was so miffed to have been born to late to be a part of it, whereas my brother, being 10 years my senior, was right in the thick of it (so to speak!)
      How I would have loved being much more than a mere observer...
      Many thanks.:))

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  8. You weave and write your words so well, and take the reader there!
    Thank you.

    All the best Jan

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    1. Oh thank you, Jan...so much!

      Have a great day.:))

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  9. 1976, what a year that was. No white powder travels for me , I was dealing with my first son but loving the music. I always like reading your poetry - so well written.

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    1. Me neither, Sandy...but I can only imagine how it felt as I observed others on their "travels"...and the bumpy landings! *smiles*
      Many thanks!

      A Hug

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  10. I love your words and I love Jan's too! Both your poems are fantastic!! I love the clothes from that time!! Big Hugs!

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    1. Oh Sweetie...my heart-felt thanks!!
      Your kind words bring such encouragement...:))

      Much Love & Hugs xoxoxo

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  11. I love your words-so well-written. Awesome!

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    1. Oh wow...thank you, Nas...so much!
      I truly appreciate that...:))

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  12. Such a well-crafted poem. And to read it on World Poetry Day is extra special! :-)

    Greetings from London.

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    1. Oh WOW...my heart-felt thanks!!
      Your kind thoughts mean so much...:))

      Greetings from Hampshire.

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  13. brilliantly done!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    loved the rhythm too dear Tgraine!

    absolutely amazing feel it raised inside me,i used to do such adventures often

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    1. Dearest Baili...oh thank you!!
      I can't tell you how delighted I am to know that you enjoyed this so much!
      It truly makes writing it all the more worthwhile...:))

      Lots of Love & Hugs xoxoxo

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