Feather Crown

By Scott Bailey © 2006

 

Shake!
Awake!
Shake!
Awake!
The sun.
Is up!
Rise up!
Rise up!
Open eyes!
Beneath
Blue skies.
Cast off
Sleep’s reins.
See!
The plains.
No sleep!
Breath deep!
Sun warms.
No storms.
Stretch arms.
Take arms.
Run!
In the sun!
Take bow!
Go!
Take spear!
Disappear!
When
Wind blows.
Lift nose.
And scent
why they sent
for you.
They come!
They run!
See!
The birds.
Speak.
No words.
Watch
them lead.
They
will feed.
Feel
the land.
Trust
your hand.
See
grass sway.
They come
this way.
Feel
the ground.
Hear
the sound.
Thunderous sound.
All around.
A mound
of meat.
Trust
your feet.
Spear
and bow.
Blood
will flow.
With
one voice.
We
rejoice!
And the buffalo pass,
to greener grass.

Growing Up

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Generation XYZ.” Not quite what the prompt meant but it reminded me of this poem I wrote years ago. Goodbye By Scott Bailey © 2006 It’s not fair. He stated it, I didn’t. He called me names. I had to do it to stop him. How come I […]

Self Publishing – Phase 2

That sounds all very Marvel – doesn’t it?

Anyway – my plans for world domination – I mean selling a few books have moved forward a bit.

I now have my own  author website as well as an official Facebook page.

They are a bit bare at present but it’s a start.

Feed back welcome – particularly any suggestions to what content would be good to see there.