karen sinclair

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Hippy...Love Chips - Poem by karen sinclair

How beautiful was it?
The park by the beach with one caged panda and bedraggled peacocks...calling and flirting, as nature dictated
Displayed by the sea

Filled with crabs loitering by the inlet flow
Who waited patiently to secure our sausagemeat on a string
And rose embaressed and wonky
Clutching by one claw
Cross as grandma... on a Monday
Wash day
Scrubbing stains..

How beautiful and memorable was that 1974 summers day
As we bobbed in boats, as our brave, mad ever so handsome hippy father
Stood precariously (against the rules) and splashed our sodden frames with his cruel laughing oar

How gorgeous was mother and fathers glorious young white teeth
Which matched perfectly the beautiful lively tinkering forms of light
Which danced upon said lake

The very last time I saw her honestly... laugh with adoration at his jesting antics
Hoping to impress
Stretching his vibrant smile as a peacock in bloom
It was a beautiful moment

The last time I felt swaddled in the possibility of our family, hope and
Love chips

Poet's Notes about The Poem

As it was through my younger eyes

Comments about Hippy...Love Chips by karen sinclair

  • Gabhriel Londe (6/29/2012 4:40:00 PM)

    Well painted picture with genuine sentiment. That's hard to come by. Nice work (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 18, 2012

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