calculating tax
drowning in notes and paper
soon it will be over
knowledge is power, they say
deepest breath, it’s just one day.
calculating tax
drowning in notes and paper
soon it will be over
knowledge is power, they say
deepest breath, it’s just one day.
Inspired by one of my favourite Blackadder clips…
Dear Mr Shakespeare, Today I must write
and give a whole hearted thank you, to you.
Like the sun, your words are shining so bright
across the stars and history, it’s true.
Present students are filled with weary eyes
as line by line, we dissect plays like frogs
incomprehension we cannot disguise
as we pull on our fifteenth century togs.
However, fair is fair on the world’s stage
when you master the human condition.
With your timeless life lessons on the page
so all your descendants could rendition.
So thank you for the last four hundred years
and cheers to you sir! I raise my warm beer!
I want to tell you to be brave
to step away from that brick wall
and seek the friendship that you crave
by showing the world you stand tall.
Forget the ones that say you’re weird
and ignore you till your wanted.
Find your passion; conquer your fears;
do what you do best and flaunt it!
Singing loud in the dead of night
but silent as a lamb in day?
No, you need to break out like a kite
and speak out, what you want to say!
Look around you, little missy,
you are a person – just like them;
clever, smart and sometimes witty
but you are – just another them.
Shakespeare says the world is a stage
and each of you have your role and place.
You start your lives with a blank page
each of your moments fill that space.
Live individuality –
it’s like travelling the unknown!
You’re a part of humanity
Oh, if you could see how you’ve grown!
You live on the other side now
still thinking the thoughts you’re thinking…
how you got here? you don’t know how
its just part of the travelling.
Be who you want to be, stay true
as one day, she will be you.
Laneway music; apple ciders
Asian street food; Pancake Parlour
Queen Vic Market; Pot n Parma’s
Moonlight movies; Cocktail Spiders.
This is where my story is set
my first love; i’ll never forget
but, this is where my heart calls home
this place, somewhere over the foam.
Authors Note:
I recently discovered these guys on YouTube and as I was walking through the city on my way to work ‘Be Okay’ was blaring through my little white ear plugs and I thought: I love this city but more importantly I love the life I have here… thus my inspiration for Day 3 challenge.
This day adds another fleck of diamond
into a medley of spices and fruit.
Residing in a faraway island
moving forward on a flavoursome route.
But she holds tight onto her ruby slipper
as their roads meander; find the time
to remember playing by the river;
climbing Surrey’s hills; to hear church bells chime.
It is fair to say we improve with age
Life tastes better now we know our story
Every moment is written on our page:
our highs; our lows; our losses and glory.
Like the fine wine, that is close to our heart
We’ve got getting older down to an art.
Here is a challenge to behold
Dancing words, or so I am told
I pledge to you to write
Every day; Every night
Until every word becomes gold.
This is the voice of Always Chum
She talks all day; her voice is numb
But when she is home
Her words fill the dome
Bring on PoWriMo and thensome!
Letters
Tiny figures
Imprinted in our minds
Come together in joyous words
Magic
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