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2 POEMS WRITTEN IN THE LATE SIXTIES/EARLY SEVENTIES
WOODS a poem from the past by Earl F. Hubbard Jr. (c) 2003
vibrations surround
the strangers around
me
and
the burning
campfire
where I sleep.
they say there's
a half a million
people here
acid freaks
and other
assorted heads.
i don't know.
i can't count them.
we came here
to get it all
together.
i did.
i don't know
about the others.
they say so.
we're only
trying
to find
a liittle peace,
a place
to sleep,
and someone to
sleep with,
to help us
forget about
the war.
that isn't
a war.
it's the war
they call
a conflict.
i don't know.
that's what
the long hairs
tell me.
some of us paid
and
others didn't.
they tore down
fences.
that aint fare.
but
it isn't
important.
it's all right,
because
we're all brothers,
you and i.
well, anyway
that's what
they
tell me.
i don't know.
i had to pay.
now,
someone's stolen
my Harley,
in the rain.
i can't seem
to find it
anywhere,
and
that was one
hell-of-a-bike.
it's getting late
and
i guess
I'd best
be going.
it's a long way
back to nowhere.
(walking)
And
i have to be
in school ,
tommorrow.
i'm just
a fool
who
deals
in sorrow.
i have my doubts.
somethings wrong.
but
that's what
i've
been told.
efhjr
BECAUSE a poem from the past by Earl F. Hubbard Jr. (c) 2003
Thursday was very humid,
So I walked along the shore,
I wrote a poem
And
I called it love,
Because
that's what it was
all about,
And
I wrote it in the sand,
So everyone could see it.
Friday was very warm.
So we ran by a running stream,
We wrote a song
And
we called it life,
becasue
that's what it was
all about,
And
she wrote the words
on her guitar,
So no one would forget them.
Saturday was cooler,
So I walked
alone
in a graveyard,
And
I wrote these words
And
called them sorrow,
Because
that's what they were
all about,
and
I wrote them with my tears,
on the front of
someone's gravestone.
Today was very cold,
So I sat by
a dying flower,
I wrote a poem
And
She called it death,
Because
that's what it was
all about.
And
She SMASHED
her guitar
on my doorstep,
And
We buried it
in the snow.
efhjr.
That's it for this first Issue of POEMS FROM THE PAST. I hoped that you liked them, and that you will come back to see more as I post them. Until, next time - Please take a look at MY BLUE STORE where you can see Book One of my HEART + SOUL/Trilogy of Poetry called HEART + SOUL that consist of these two poems and many, many more for 210 total pages of poetry of peace and love written from my heart + soul. Book Two called HEART + SOUL, TOO is also stocked on the shelfs along with 23 other products for a total as of 8/15/04 of 25 publications all created by efhjr! Stop by just to Browse and to say Hi if you have the time and are so inclined!
Thanks!
Peace + Love!
Earl.
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