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Poetry By An Old Hippie,
I’ve walked this way before Yesterday’s dust is still on my shoes And while the path may be the same Sometimes the more things stay the same The more they change A change that’s been coming for a while So yeah, walking in the same direction But toward something brand new ~doc Makes sense to me
An Old Hippie's Poetry
A lighter shade of pale blue That mists into Indigo Nights Where dreams take flights Of Fancy Dancing Stars Above where you are Where you’ve been Where you’ve yet to be Remains Unseen By you and me The key To everything is just A tic, a tok, a ding, a ring A note, a token of affection A connection Between all and us In a halo of moon dust ~doc
Poetry from an Old Hippie
Little messages left to be found someday notes written on gum wrappers or backs of envelopes Words that didn’t amount to much Until they were all that was left. ~doc
Old Hippie's Poetry
What was has been Has passed And what’s to come Is yet unknown Our choices Our fates Our luck of the draw Who knows Who cares But I hope the best is yet to come ~doc
A Memory
I love love love fall/winter. I love gray overcast days. I love frosty window panes. I love all the old memories associated with those seasons. My elementary school was an old brick building with some of the floors being made of wood that creaked in certain spots and radiator heat. That was so neat. The school was cozy. It seemed more magical on those days. I am vibing this morning on old…
An Old Hippie's Poetry, Whispers
Whispers, secrets shared long ago Meaningless now Seem so much more than meaningful though When you thought that was all there was and all there would ever be Somehow it’s easier to see In the dark than in the light Meet me under the tree, you know the one, tonight And let’s whisper, share new secrets in the indigo Making time suspend as only we know The magic found within Allowing a…
Old Hippie Poetry
We were running just as fast as we could To nowhere in particular We lost track of where we were Where we had been Nothing mattered Just holding on to each other A lifeline A lifetime And then we stopped, suddenly To look behind Why did we do that Now we’re wondering why we were running just as fast as we could to no where in particular When the then and there was all there…
Old Hippie Poetry
Take my hand Share my wine Let’s sit back And let time rewind Drifting away on music and lyrics Sitting outside for vibes atmospheric The energy will speak to our souls Traveling down the roads of old Memories, worn and true When we young and didn’t have a clue ~doc
Little Gifts
I’ve received some little gifts from the universe lately that are a little more out of the norm. A little bird has three or four times landed on the window where I work on my art. It comes and looks in at me. I’m pretty sure it would come right in if the window was open. It’s obvious he’s looking in and I like that since my art is about looking in from the out. I went to collect the trashcan…
Moon Energy
The great big moon has been tugging at my heart strings for two nights. I love moonlight always, but this just seems so much more and makes me feel some type of way that I don’t recognize. Like I’m a part of something secret and magical and inspiring. I have to keep going to the window to look out at it and this morning I stood there enveloped in it’s energy even though it was cold. I just stood…
Three of Three
Today will be three of three doctor appointments for Wayne this week. More next week and guess what? No answers. We went an hour away, more really with Charlotte traffic, but we were only one minute late and that’s because they didn’t immediately acknowledge us. Anyway, his appointment was at 4 and at 5 people were going home lol. The waiting room was empty. It was bizarre but they forgot about…
Old Hippie Poetry, Take My Hand
Take my hand And let’s slip down the rabbit hole Where we dream big wild crazy dreams Of peace and love Let’s dance to the music of the night Swinging from stars Dipping a glass in the milky way And drinking life up Let’s believe in the impossible Let’s live out loud Let’s feel free and be free and live free Let’s throw caution to the wind And see where we land Take my hand… ~doc
One Down, Two To Go
One doctor appointment down, two to go. Yesterday’s appointment went better than expected but still no answers, 18 viles of his blood were drawn leaving him weak the rest of the day and more appointments scheduled and the next time which we go back to Charlotte we meet a new doctor instead of the kidney doctor who knows his background so that’s nice, not. The nurse practitioner was diligent and…
Busy Week
This is another busy week of doctor appointments for Wayne. This morning I’m taking him an hour away to see a nurse practitioner about his kidney because his labs were all over the place. I don’t hold much hope for this visit since they never really seem to help with anything there and especially when he doesn’t see his kidney doc. Nothing against nurse practitioners but they just haven’t helped…
Hippie Poetry, Dirt Path
The old dirt path The one we used to take To the lake Of glass and memories Leafs crunching under our tread Forks in the path Lives not lead Barely able to see the sky above through the canopy of trees Yet feeling at ease And peace with what lay ahead Far from the days of dread That were yet to come For some Today I chose to walk the old dirt path again And with each step my heart…
Doctor Merry Go Round
I took Wayne to get his monthly labs yesterday morning at 8:30 and they got him right in and out which was good since we had to be an hour away to his next doctor’s appointment by 10, followed by another one at 10:45. There were doctor’s appointments last week and more next week too. Hopefully, they’ll get a handle on things soon. His primary care doc thinks something is wrong with his cortisol…
Sending Peace And Love
If you’re hurting today, if you’re scared or lonely or at the end of your proverbial rope, I’m sending out so much peace and love to you. If your life is perfect in practically every way I’m sending out peace and love to you too. I know reading isn’t the same as feeling but I want to express that you are not as alone as you think you are and you’re stronger than you know. Someday, this will be a…