Hippy Stories

METER AND RHYME BY A HIPPPY WHO HAD A TASTE OF ENLIGHTENMENT AND GOT SAVED AND HEALED FROM A LIFE-THREATENING MYSTERY ILLNESS.

400k wds, some neologisms. Story of a young bohemian bawn and bred in the briar patch that lay between the borders of St. Elvis Era and the Eleusinian Feels of alternity.

"She was different and different was what I needed." - They were the polar opposites. He was a rich business man in suits, living off of money and one night stands with elite models. She was, on the other side, a crazy red haired hippie with sharp tongue and no permanent address. But, thanks to a strange little thing called fate, they were brought together on a rainy, cold Friday night. And, even though he's not her type and he doesn't drink beer, and she isn't his usual blonde haired type of girl, they find themselves oddly drawn to eachother. People say opposites attract each other,but at what cost?

Pleasant meter-and-rhymes about life from a spiritual hippy's point of view. Insight, encouragement, and positivity.

This is just something I'm sharing to make the world better.

Meter and rhyme by a hippy who had a taste of enlightenment when young, who also got saved and healed from a life-threatening mystery illness, and who has been writing poetry for almost 30 years.

Callie lives in a commune with Tarot wielding Daisy, fish-eating vegan Jules and six other families. Her parents seem to be out sever any romantic possibility in Callie's life (full name Chamomile- yes as in the flower). She is not allowed near video games, reality TV, social media, pot noodles, all things Disney and definitely not romantic comedies. But it turns out the Callie is so Rom-Com obsessed she runs home from school just to make sure she can follow love stories online of Geordie Shore characters. Callie dreams of having a boyfriend and spends an embarrassing amount of time making up fictional love stories in her head about the new boy in school, Max.

Holy-Spirit-inspired meter and rhyme, Christian interfaith spirituality on a wide variety of topics. From a hippy who's written them over a period of thirty years, inspiration, guidance, Spirit-inspired wisdom. Prayer poems, love poems, poems for nice ladies and kind gentlemen.

This book is designed to help GUIDE you to start off your aesthetic and you take it from there 🙃 (BEING EDITED)

-𝖌𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖇𝖔𝖎𝖈𝖑𝖎𝖖𝖚𝖊- (𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕚𝕠 𝕓𝕣𝕆𝕤𝕜𝕚'𝕤)

Libby loves the life of a hippy. Open space, simple music and living with your closest friends, what would be better? But quicker than you can say sunflower Libby is whipped into 'the normal life'. Its restrictive, ugly and lonely. But life in a city sweetens when slowly Lib becomes more popular than hippy mate Sky things turn ugly. A perfect read for anyone who likes something a little different.

"My life was pretty simple, My name is Jessie, And I'm 18, I grew up by the beach, I moved to London, No boyfriend just mates, Travelling the world as best I can, Just the normal 18 year old life... But that all changed when I was dragged to another boring reunion. That's when I met him. God I hated him! I don't know what it was, I just hated him! But then something changed..." When Jessie's life is turned upside down by a guy she is in love with she doesn't know how to react. She can begin a new life with him and drop everything... Or She can carry on with her old life, friends, family and drop him... ------ Ok so I haven't written anything before but I'm gonna give it a go. Please no hate! Xx

Annie is a pretty, funny and kind teenager but after she is in a horrible car accident that leaves her best friend in a coma she cant remember anything of the last year not even the change in her family life or her boyfriend Brady. What happens when Annie's crazy hippy granny turns up and tells her she can relive one month of the past to see what her life really was like. How will Annie react to her family, friends and boyfriend.

"The most attractive, most beautiful human being, I had ever seen. Was walking my way. He was accompanied by what looked like a few of his other good looking friends. I moved quickly out of the way and found a spot under the veranda, up against one of the classrooms where I could watch him and possibly drool, without him seeing me. This guy had beautifully bronzed, tan coloured skin and luscious jet black hair. His hair was cut fairly short, but long enough to be swept slightly to the side. I kept looking. He was also fairly tall with nice lean figure, but athletic looking at the same time, he also sported a pair of nice looking legs, and I mean nice. I swore I had seen this guy before, in my dreams. By the looks of it he was about seventeen, maybe eighteen, probably year twelve, I didn’t care, he was hot."

A city girl finds the love she's always wanted and herself along the way.

a song I wrote chillen at da library

Weed and broken dreams are deadily combination. Nobody knows this better tham me. Please Comment!! http://browse.deviantart.com/?q=smoke&order=9&offset=72#/d18m0uu

A mother reminisces the days of her Hippy years. Inspired by Keikaso by ALI PROJECT. [published Feb 12, 2012]