Beat Generation Poems - Poems about Beat Generation

...A GOLDEN AGE It was the early Sixties when music changed Rock Around The Clock had paved the way But many previous styles had seen their day As modern songs were differently arranged The Mer......

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...THE BEAT POETS BEAT In the heart of San Francisco, Beat poet and publisher, Lawrence Ferlinghetti's City Lights bookstore shines bright, where words dance like shadows and the Beat poets ignite the ......

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...KEROUAC THE WORD SPEAKS JAZZ/Tony Adamo Spoken Word All in Caps for Better Reading While in Recording Studio/10/14/23 THE JAZZ COOL AND BEBOP MUSICIANS MADE MUSIC THEIR OWN/ THE BEAT GENERATION......

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...PSYCHEDELIC There was a decade, it was the 60’s I’m sure When everyday things were just a little bit off As if there were rumblings in the earth’s core And when scripted lines gave way to impro......

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...Long arm gendarme My mistake namaste Backpack bivouac On the Road with Kerouac Brilliant stars, silent nights Fireflies, Northern Lights Mountain streams, fresh air Fall asleep anyw......

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...Black Sheep Her beleaguered parents, had it with her. That daughter and her mouth, forever causing a mighty stir! They went to downtown Chicago, To see Dr.Zhivago, hoping this might quie......

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...When I was Oh so very young Played the drums And thought that I Was of the beat generation And my friends We all dreamed The day would come We would play Clubs and coffee houses People woul......

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...It's the beat era It's beat of the heat It's beat deep to keep It's beat start of the heart It's beat frown and beaten down It's the beat generation fascination It's beat truth of the youth......

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...It was good to be young and free Those years passed in a golden haze It was the time of free love and life Oh, the Haight Ashbury in those days.. They had blossoms in their flowing hair And w......

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...It was her, when she took my heart and the boy was lost and she went on, God knows where Tell me, why she had gone left that boy in a runt going on a hunt put forth the dying call to see her......

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