http://slow.writerscafe.org/Austin%28hippy%29 The original writings of author Hippy en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990494 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 eh http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/1199856/ idk just inspired by my step dad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/1199849/ only one thing makes sense, music.pure expression of the soul.birth of all that is.though it doesn't make sense, music.vibrations we can feel, not hear,know yet never know.for all things scream the song of the world.vibrating down to every piece,yet minds trapped, 20 to 20,000 hzso blessed be a hear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/1129138/ Given flesh, take as you please.Desire breathes, let it feed.Media lies how you should lay,so take hands. Let's play!you're given bones, push 'em hard.like Savage beasts! the s***s we are!Embrace passion, desire free,Hell it's only you and me.so let's f**k like s***s.try it all twice.just to make su.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/1121327/ I picture screams,feel it exploding,collapsing, in.. out?the universe,all behind meflattened.. it is.is it?ah it iswhat it is.or well,is it?what once wascan no longer be,repeat..repeat?false..3D it falls flat,yet one pointbirths endless paths.twists and turnsone line,the artist's curve.flat to the t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/1112825/ with the title i describe itas a love story, far from it, yet if you look at it ina weird perspective, which i do, it is about love haha http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/1110810/ Very old poem that was published in some school thing but i felt it was pretty cool wanted some opinions. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/1110574/ Love and lost, etc, everyone heard a story bout love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/1110544/ self explanatory http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/1039383/ to a friend of mine who will get to it eventually http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/951265/ imagine a boy and girl on the hood of a truck staring at the stars and the boy telling a story, or its actually so maybe him with a guitar singing this http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/827653/ song i wrote and performed with my science teacher you really got to hear the music to get into the song http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/827639/ In medias res is greek for in the midst of it all i make that place in this poem and its more of a song http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/739167/ Searching for a causecreating my ownyet still so aloneLove is a causesomething to live foryet far to evasive  Especiallyto mea cold gentle giantfor I'm just a a body who doesn't belongI stare at the world as she turnsyet opaque am I to all transparent eyesthey blend so well to this worldmy hell.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/735860/ remembering childhood with my Bro http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/734082/ it is bout letting go of following the boring laid out path and trying something new http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/721411/ I saw you in the garden of my eden                     wild horse who cannot be tamed chased you through the meadow of eden           .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/668886/ This is a memory of mine that doesn't fit with me but is the first i ever had http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/628627/ Again I spin this rope with no endTo a noose that won’t slip looseFor my head is stuck on youPull out my head and pull it throughI’d be fineBut I stick it in again and again With more hope with no endBut just let it be The noose would slip freeAnd so would me .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/623529/ a song im working on i got guitar part with it but i keep getting lost with words and confused on where i want to take it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/622183/ No one cried when the rich man diedSold his life for the devil's prizeSilver dollars were his eyesSo life is forsakenfor no life comes from inhumanityGold and silver line its teethHe fed his pockets Burying others in povertySuch a sick man was heBut no man was he just a beastno monument could fill t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/622169/ a letter to Fall and Winter http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/618043/ Such a beautiful lieTrying to hide on the outsideA wine which is water So pure, so nice living liesTrying to make the truth dieBut impossible to deny shining facts  So dull, so innocent are their words that peirce meSo I must ask why, why bury me with liesWhen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/614130/ Ima be my own manwalk this wasteland with an empty handI won't walk your wayIma make my ownto a throne of broken bones I'll forge my pathbending iron by handno one could stand in the way of a broken man Push through fireSwim through acidScrew the cruiseI'll.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/613198/ a picture i drew of two hearts that are sewn together and i added this poem to it, ima trying get the picture on here soon http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/601056/ its like a to my son kinda thing ima add more some time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/585302/ idk http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/585296/ a place in my mind where i am at peace http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/572063/ daddy long leg 2 quarters roundcrawling round like he owns the townon my wall he is for sure walking around like he rules the worldso smack him with my art i must and on my notebook lay his gutsbut stuck to the wall squished and alli write to thee in my form of apologyyou were a gift that i smacked .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/568719/ words slip in fall off the tongue that knows i allbut in the ears of fool the knaves words sleepuntouched by the mind the knowledge of the world dies with a foolone who refused to open his eyes and walk in his garden and save her from the flamesbut instead he sits praying someone will make it rainbu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/568712/ i like it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/560379/ my life on the road of being a musician http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/548707/ idk it just flowed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/547721/ eh three words used over and over to make diffrent meanings http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/546714/ eh heh mehh http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/544921/ eh http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/541479/ with things in life you are ment to learn from them or you repeat your same pains that cause you to repeat the same lesson. oh in its a sonnet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/540603/ just a lesson i decided to show some people http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/540590/ I looked at your face again todaywasn't as pretty as beforeit was just the hook that reeled me into get me to know you morei mean sure your a beautyin i could care lesscause i found something betteri found who you arein its leading me to want moreyou could be some ugly hagin i wouldn't carefor you h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/540093/ my thoughts on why we are here could be bordom lol its probly much deeper tho i think this scratches the surface tho http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/538876/ ignorance truly is bliss http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/536762/ this is what i will be sending to a friend of mine tonight http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/535690/ i buried love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/535494/ my first sonnet http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/531875/ idk just a theory to the happiness of the elderly http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/531349/ Sounds like a black preacher http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/531345/ this is about my PLR experience which stands for Past Life regression and i did it by myself in a slight trance so please enjoy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/530253/ its about a girl i feel deeply for http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/529301/ its when i stared at my shoes and i thought of her which crosses my mind all the time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Austin%28hippy%29/527223/ how i feel for her 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