Biography of Brooke Hippie
we should pick up trash to protect the earth and save it for our children. people like me tend to drive crazily down the road in their old stationwagon listening to their music a little too loud. and we swim not in pools, but in mountain waterfalls and quarrys. we wear what we want because we want to be ourselves, and we dont care what outsiders think.
sweet we rock and sweet we roll. when the world ends you're going to come with me and we'll be crazy like a river bends. be the change you wish to see in the world - Ghandi my man. GENIUS. pure genius.
Brooke Hippie's Works:
i dont wish to be famous. not yet.
Brooke Hippie Poems
Sweet Sweet Memories.
How I miss the way his hand Would fit perfectly
As The Sun Sleeps
as the sun sleeps and the moons cycloptic eye is gazing down upon me. i look at the sky
Drinking Tea In The Sun
Drinking tea in the sun, the afternoon sun In a woven hammock On a rickety old porch Where the bittersweet butterflies flap their colorful wings
Bonfires And Gypsie Balls
I just had to turn out the lights for this one.
The World As A Quilt
If the world were a quilt And I were the sewer
In That Moment
We sit in the yard And paint strange art on our jeans
Brooke I Am.
I am Summer, Sunshine, and Music I like to be free and play guitar. Personality, Honesty, and Standing out are important to me.
When I step out onto my porch After the sun has gone down
on a quiet picnic on a pretty quilt on a green green hill with big full trees with long thick branches perfect for climbing under a sun so hot with animal shaped clouds and lets go in a VW bus and we'll wear tie dye shirts and put our feet on the dashboard and sing loud to every song. then we'll build a campfire and play guitar and ill sing my song for you. we'll pitch our tent and climb inside into our checkered red and blue sleeping bags and we'll be barefoot. and our hair will be in our eyes. but we wont care just because.
When I step out onto my porch
After the sun has gone down
I can hear the stars singing
I can feel the crickets dancing
And I dance along