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Bare Feet
It’s easy to get trained
You see
By the horrid Winter freeze
To bundle up
And sneak outside
And hide from the elements
Then one sunny day in March
You wake up and hear the sound of
The garbage truck coming down your lane
And you are late again
You grab the box of recycling and race down the stairs
On to the porch
To the sidewalk
In the nick of time
And smile at the garbage man
As you turn around to head inside
Suddenly you realise
You’re outside in shirt sleeves
And standing on the sidewalk
In bare feet!
Hurrah for Spring!
The Tenth
The tenth Rune-spell I did learn
Whilst hanging from the World Tree
Is to gaze deep into the murky night
And spy the Hedgewitches flying high,
Sending their spirits far and wide
I see their true forms,
Though they may shift their shapes
With this Rune-charm that I know,
I can confuse their wandering souls
Then turn them ‘round and send them home
Back into their bodies,
Back within their own skins
And for a time at least, trap them within.
Me
I will be me
Unequivocally
Always
And in every situation
No audience
No following
No friends
Or family
Will make me be
Anything other than
Me
I am not a one dimensional character
I am an onion
I have many layers
It may take time
For them all to see
All that is me
Sometimes happy
Sometimes sad
Sometimes compassionate
Sometimes stark raving mad
Though I am a human being
And thus I will change and grow
And often be a different me
I will still always
Be me
But always and forever
I will be me
Consistently
With integrity
I will be me
Things I Understand
A Simple Life
By Kat Ballew
Cows grazing on the mountain side
horses running wild along the seaside
Birds singing as they journey past
and old men telling tales that are unsurpassed
Butterflies fluttering their wings in the breeze
And the sun doing everything to appease
This is the simple life of living
This is a day of thanksgiving
The tumbleweed rolls across the desert floor
The owl sings a song and is the nights decor
The fireflies flash their lights in harmony
And the crickets they do play for all a symphony
The waters rush up to scare the shores
The milky way dips and peace from it pours
The wolf howls out but the moon is not afraid
A simple life for nothing would I trade
Repost: I Want to Watch the World Burn
For a friend, who asked for this to be reposted:
I want to watch the world burn
I want to see society crumble
I dream a dream
Of standing on rooftops
And watching our Rome burn
With Nero and his harp
I want to watch Hollywood die
I want to see fashion fall
I dream of super models
Begging for the bread
They rejected the day before
Because they were on a diet
I want to see the economy fail
I want the rich bitches
Of the world to go hungry
I want them learn
The meaning of poverty
I want the world to learn money
Doesn’t grow on trees
I want the world to learn
Food grows on trees
I want to watch the world burn
From the safety of my green farm
I dream of the bastards
Who thought I wasn’t good enough
For their fancy communities
To come to my door with their hands out
I want the oil tycoons to choke
On the fumes they gave us
And the pill pushing doctors
To really see
What junkies they’ve made us
I want the intellectuals to learn
They aren’t so smart
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