I sat upon the porch step
I watched the world go by
sweet flying birds, little crawling ants
a new birthed butterfly...
On one hand I feel guilty
I should be doing work
but spring is on my shoulder
and this day just whispers "shirk" it.
I've been looking for a magick spell
one with sing-song rhyme
it hasn't come to me yet
but I know it will with time.
It's been a lot of years since I've
played the rhyming game
It's going to take some thinking
and some focus for this Dame!
I walked into the kitchen
and there I had a fright
I realized that my candles
Had burned all freaking night (no kidding)
I need to move some energy
I need a chanting song
I need to get my eye to heal
it's hurt for way to long.
I think I'll wash the curtains
and mop the kitchen floor
I'll write a letter to my son
and then I'll think some more...
I'll bake a loaf of witches bread
and burn a bit of sage
I'll sing a song and dance along
and forget about my age!
Coffee was good, the sun is out
The day is warm and breezy
I'll sit my plants along the fence
and regret this poem was CHEESEY!
