Returning

October 12, 2015 at 10:11 am (Poems) (, , , , )

I’m getting back to a place I’ve been
where I’m not a cog in a crude machine
where much less time is spent in vain
with sycophants on the gravy train.

where knees are bent and backs are stretched
and arms are used to take and fetch
where hands of purpose mould my day
to fire a pot of stronger clay.

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5 Comments

  1. nobodysreadingme said,

    Good luck with that Julia

  2. nobodysreadingme said,

    By the way, still returning to Big Foot when I need a smile

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