HIPPIE

HIPPIE 13/06/22                                                                                                    P1                                                                                                                  

I was too young

to be a hippie.

Free!

Free of what?

To be free of me,

of longing.

I would have made music, made love.

but,

‘Too young to really be in love.’

What is this wondering all about?

What might have been,

What I might have seen.

So complicated like tangled string.

I want, I need simple now.

I’m over the hill

But

when you’re over the hill you

pick up speed.

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I'm a Chaplain at Townsville's hospitals and also teach Calm Abiding Meditation to any one who's interested. I have facilitated Calm Abiding Meditation for soldiers with post traumatic stress disorder and find this an amazing experience. I work part time as an usher at Townsville's Civic Theatre and get to see some great plays and musicals, as well as some not so great, school speech nights! (Unbelievably, this theatre has the highest seat occupancy rate of any theatre in Australia.) I also work as an invigilator at the local Uni. (bet that's got you looking for your dictionaries!) A group of writers ('My Crazy Artist Friends') gives me live fed back on my poems. They are the survivors of Writers in Townsville Society (WITS) of which I was president /secretary for over ten years. I enjoy writing poetry and am grateful to my grade 12 English teacher, Mrs Grimmer for coaxing the dead poets off the page and into the class room. Hope you enjoy reading my work. Stay happy, keep reading, Phil Heang.
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