Came it did from a lab,
Put together by a young lad,
Two hits Jimi did take,
Playing left handed he didn’t fake…
Too young was I to attend,
Did the white acid at Woodstock, the end,
The yellow not especially too good,
The older generation it did then offend…
Miss the 60’s I do most certain,
Even the early 70’s most fun, still a curtain,
Those drugs we did, we were most of it uncertain,
Found did I through drugs, a belief of Zen… 
Karma, yin, yang, what goes around does around come,
Of those drugs I did become quite numb,
Better they were than the drink called rum,
To some though we may be considered quite dumb,
Learned did I then of and about the all-purpose opposable thumb…
© ed ~ 9/24/06
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Vaya con Dios,
Hank
Well done!!
Love tinka
Love and Peace,
B&R
As for me. I was safe enough with Uncle Fester and his light bulb. The rest of the 1960s was just darkness. Thanks for the legacy Leary!
Even the early 70’s most fun, still a curtain
I miss the 50s, Brother - and I just wrote a poem about our time then together.
Interesting write here ED, equally interesting comments LOL..
:)Ch'erie
so thats a plus
too many did not
pax A
Susan
Rum gave me a headache bigtime in my youth. Jimi was from another planet. I revered that dude for awhile. His story is sad and fits an unfortunate stereo-type of many great artists.
This was reallygood. And I liked your cute icons.
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Bom Bhole!
Rosh
Xxx dove