Best Haight Poems

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  wore clothing weird and wild
Sitting on the street corner blowing...

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The love of Ganesha....

Born upon the branches of the Monterey cypress', ucalyptusly turning leaves

Joyfully displayed reflections this retros, predominant vanguards of the times

Preceptencies vibrantly rainbowic colours; renditions aside the sea

Peace signs embracing the Eastern world of Katmandus, serenities scene....

A spectacular renaissance of Victorianly vaulted venues;...

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When I crave lines to take me to new “Haights”
	with perfect form and themes that make me smile,
	I find that Sandra’s poems satisfy
	my need. I so admire this lady’s style!

 	When I seek sonnets that are sure to please,
	I TURN to sonneteers here on this...

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