Spirit of...
In my travels I have known many souls
Who have no house yet have a home
Free to roam this
Cruel ever-changing world
I am your neighborhood house-less girl
What is homeless?
I have a home
I make my bed in
Fields of tall grass
On the sidewalk as cars buzz pass
I NEVER
Ask for anything
Save…
A smile
A smile for me
I create and juggle fumbling my words
I am no Shepard
I AM MY HERD
My tongue speaks non-sense to you
For your spirits mind is but:
An animal enraged
Caged in this zoo
DON’T PITY ME
For it is
I who pity you
You label me
Vagabond
Vagrant
Insane
Who are you?
To ordain
Controllingly compose
My every-waking thoughts
I’ve the spirit of an Anglo-Arab!!!!
MARE!
HOT!
WILD!
FREE!
Unlike you I’ve not lost my inner child’s smile
So never mind me
Like you do
Lest you ache for me to:
Share
Create
Adventure
Joy
With you….
Wednesday, March 30th, 2011