Driving in the car
looking out the window at the street
and all the people walking by
walking down the sidewalk,
waiting at the bus stop
talking at the pay phone
with a puppy on a leash.
Walking down the sidewalk on my way home from the park
looking in the windows on the street
and all the people there inside
watching news on the television,
sitting in the blue chair
talking to their family
as they all sit down to eat.
Just a bit of craziness. ;)
Inspired by Sir Lot of Orknay and Lothian (wasn't he in the King Arthur legends? Anyway, I saw the names and thought they were funny.)
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Sir Lot of Orknay
Was a very strange fellow
His beard, it was black
But his hair, it was yellow
Sir Lot of Lothian
(And yes, this is true)
His eyes, they were pink
But his teeth, they were blue
Nobody had beat him
To this very day
For when anyone saw him
They fainted away
Far on high
Soaring through the clouds
Smoke pours out
Flames shoot forth
Powerful wings beat
I gaze in awe
As it flies by
Beautiful, wonderful
I reach
But it’s too far
I slowly turn away
My friends call
They laugh when I say
“A Dragon”
I look back
And see it again
The head turns my way
I lift a hand and wave
He dives down
Closer, closer still
Almost on the earth
He soars away
I sigh and whisper and say
“Yes a Dragon”
Wild and frantic
The beating of his heart
As he clung to the horse's mane
And held on for dear life
The trees flew past
They ran swifter than eagles
An elven horse
With a hobbit on it's back
A slash of black
Amidst the colors of the trees
A stab of pain
In an ancient wound
How many days?
It seems like forever
The cold bite of steel -
No, no.
Harsh and shrieking
Their calls behind him
Almost drowned out
In the screaming of the wind
While I sleep
A sound comes
Whispering through my windows
Into my dreams
I wake and creep out
Into the fresh wet grass
I search through the trees
As the noise comes again
I follow until I find
A beast
Like a lion like an eagle sleeps
Each huge breath shakes
The earth beneath my feet
Two small faces appear
Lion faces
Eagle faces
Baby faces
The beast awakes
She watches me
I sit and watch her
She turns to the two
Her golden beak parts she purrs
Jesus calmed the storm
And sent away the rain
The clouds cleared off
And the sun shined again
He healed the blind beggar
He broke the hearts of stone
He raised a girl from the dead
And gathered those who where alone
He saved a soldiers servant
A friend from beneath a wave
He was perfect and then condemned
And for us His life He gave
He went away to heaven
And from there now watches on
And when we call for guidance
He says “Wait, I won’t be long.”
“Besides,” said Mrs. McCullery, wrapping her fox fur boa closer to her. “She is… a foundling.”
Several of the ladies, seated around the table, flinched.
“What?”
“No!”
"Poor Tom!"
"Poor Tom? I should think he would be relieved to find this out early."
“That is shameful news.”
“Does anyone know… who her father was?” asked one, dropping her voice.
“No one,” whispered another.