I like the positive sentiment in this.

Tom

I remember those days like they were yesterday. Definitely a different time, but I think there were good things that came from it even now--like your poem!
Thanks for sharing, Ken.
Leann

I like how you focus on how we all are connected-nice Sheri

BEAUTIFUL,VERY BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOUR WORDS!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Ken,
There's a strong uplifting feel to this write. Great work!
Sheila

nice descriptive...

Nice! Enjoyed the read.

I recall a few of the hippy days myself...I was a teen in the disco days, but recall the hippy days when I was growing up and there were a few of them still around during my teens, as is today! I think once a true hippy always a hippy. Matter of fact I saw a few at a state park a few years ago...looked like they stepped right out of the sixties! Great write, I like to think back to high school fun, and the days of being a teen, but wouldn't want to go back...I like the calm more settled life that comes with age, not eager to grow old for that will come soon enough as time seems to pass more swiftly than ever before! Enjoyed the write and browsing your den, will drop back by to visit again! Thanks for visiting my den my friend!
Blessings from Ky.
Joyce B.

I was told at grad in 1962 by the speaker your school days are the most memorable. I can still here him say those are the best days of your life, but you don't realize it. Now as I get into my grad class e-mails I find that true, but many of us have come far and traveled wide too Love is in the air and catching.

I recall those days. I imagine some interesting writing could come out of that era. I once saw a picture of Hillary and hubby in their "hippy" days. They really looked the part, too.

Well, this reminds us that there is some creativity, originality, a lot of freedom and ideals that have been lost.

Maybe we'll wake up again and look at the world around us with empathy, who knows...

Axilea

I remember the sixties and the hippies, of which I would be considered a nerd, geek, or whatever now, but I was never in the peace movement. I never got high on anything other than life at
times. Your poem is cute and to the point. I also read your bio and have to tell you that our lives mirror each other to a large degree. I too am a drop out, with a GED, get this, it's so old, they can't find it now after all these years. I took it when I was eighteen in Kentucky and never got the original, mailed for not long ago, they can't find it, it's on micro-film and would take forever to find. Oh well, at my age, I guess I don't need it now, but back then it meant something. My dad was a pipeliner, so we traveled, he welded for years. I even lived in Canada way back when I was 11. It was fun. Did you know that God Save the Queen and America the Beautiful are one and the same tune? I sang the American version when I went to Canadian schools, I didn't know your version. I lived in British Columbia a while, then Alberta. It was beautiful there. But originally, I'm a Texan. Wouldn't you know it. Please to meet you and let me hear from you now and again. I love keeping up with fellow writers.

Yikes this is what it was like in those days! Now it sounds so silly and I suppose anything extreme will eventually be thought to be silly ! I believe in the middle road, with only an occasional foray into the dangerous and risky.
sometimes these dangerous and risky things simply find me! But to the flower children and the rainbow coalition, and the dead heads, this was their reality such as it was. in fact it had little to do with reality as most were to eventually discover.
It was merely a passage of time needed to find what was real! Great piece remarkable and quite indicative of the time in which it was written! >>>>>>>Sandi < < < < < < < <

Sounds in this poem as if your cleared the field so as to collect all of your thoughts to emerge the wiser of knowledge, the world, and beutiful surroundings. Taking in all the world has to offer. Great poem.

Hi there, a very plesent write. God Bless, Holly

Yeah, that was how it was back then. I think we should all do some back stepping. Of course I didn't drug either.
Guess we were high on life. And true like your words- love was more a part of the times.
THOSE WERE THE DAYS.
Blessings.

I haven't stopped by in a while~ Sorry~ It seems I have gotten way above my abilities to manage the whole shebang!
"In The Mood for Meditation" was the key to my chaos...I love this!
It reminds me of a therapy trip I conjured up for myself onetime...I went back in life, to all the places I walked, played, went to school at, neighborhoods I rode my bike, etc...I felt like
"......Combine, combine
yourself with all. All is now and Here is all."
Thanks for the trip~ again...
Love your style Ken~
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~

Oh wow man! What a flashback! This poem brings back those days of Lurve. Wish these days were like dose days - felt safe then, unlike today when I can't help thinking that I could be blown up in a bomb when I'm out and about.

Enjoyed