Remembering Woodstock... (poem) by Ed Matlack on AuthorsDen

Remembering Woodstock...
by Ed Matlack → (All Poetry by Ed Matlack)
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Been there, Done that, Got high, Dropped acid, Smoked pot, Drank beer, Popped pills, In love with Jimi, His music did gimme, A hard on at age fifteen, Lost my virginity, Right in under the stage, She was 22, She taught me all that was to me, new, She died the next year, overdose, Life does sometimes really screw… Hardly any time to of the music listen, My eyes, my brain, my skin did glisten, Acid the drug of choice, Of and for Jimi I did rejoice, Still to this day I crank him up, Hard to believe I still have my hearing, Got there my first earring, A peace sign, I tried not to show I was tearing, Though I was so high I can’t believe I was in anyway fearing… 3 long days and nights, No tickets needed we had ours though alright, Slept on the ground out in the rain, On flat land something like a plain, Smelled the land did of cows, It was a farm afterall, the bands took many bows, They were under a tent, didn’t get wet, At least we didn’t sweat, That you can surely bet… © ed ~ 7/25/10

Reviewed by Tom poesyco.th@gmail.com

Reviewed on August 1, 2010

JOISEY ...

WITH ALL THE ACID, BEER, N' POT -
METHINKS YOU DID PARTY - A LOT -
BUT ABOVE ALL ELSE - 'TIS TO BE MERRY -
TO CELEBRATE ONE'S - LOST CHERRY!

CUZ TK ...

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

One place I wished I'd been--was near The City during The Summer of Love--hung out in Panhandle Park, People's Park, in San Jose, and two days at the fairgrounds in Pleasanton.

Missed Jimi, but caught Janice and a bunch of others like Grace. Saw Jimi reincarnated here in Houston in 1990 as Freddie Everett [Google him on YouTube]. Freddie got ALS seven years ago and died last year in April. Rose, one of his helpers came to work for me.

Ron

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on July 31, 2010

My folks would have none of it, or the few copy cat festivals that sprang up locally that year in Michigan. Deprived childhood. I'll have to rent the video and see if I can spot you. Patrick

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on July 27, 2010

I have heard so much about it, I would LOVE to hear more personal accounts. Glad you survived both the Highs and the Lows, Bro, and that your experience was truly authentic. I have friends who did the Isle of Wight festival a little later, which was our Brit equivalent, and Jimi was himself totally wasted there, but the rain was a true replica! :)) On my flight over to Newark in March, I roared with laughter at the wonderful film, Taking Woodstock (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TlLD_7k68BM) and have watched it several times since coming home. Yep, glad you have survived, Ed, though the ideals of peace and love have slipped a little - mind you, seemed to spread wider than White Lake and last more than three days at the time, so perhaps we should be grateful! :)) xx

Reviewed by Linda Hill

Ed,
Wild but sweet memories.

Blessings+
~Linda

Reviewed by Dayvid Graybill

I wish I could remember Woodstock! As much as I try to remember, I just can't. Because I wasn't there! What I do remember, was an aching heart because I couldn't find a ride to get there.

Peace,
Dayvid

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on July 26, 2010

I remember it well too, brother. While you were rollin in the mud, gettin wasted, ruinin that poor guy's cow pasture along with a half million other folks, and listenin to rock tunes, I was up on a wilderness lake, with only my dog for company, listenin to the lovely loons!

Reviewed by Felix Perry

It was definately a wild ride that I always regretted not taking.

Fee

Reviewed by Paul Judges

Great memories captured, Ed.

Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)

Reviewed on July 25, 2010

I was only 3 when Woodstock happened. A bit young. But I sure did catch up later in life. Had my own Woodstock many times over. Amazing I have any brain-cells left. 2 maybe, and they keep crashing into eachother. Enjoyed this piece.