Running Barefoot

This was performed as a blues song at Beetnics Cafe in Marion,IN USA.

I'm running barefoot in the street.

Don't need any shoes on my feet.

I'm running around without a care.

The wind is flowing through my hair.

 

I'm running naked in the road.

My clothes were too much of a load.

I threw them all into the trash.

I have no pockets for my cash.

 

What cash? I gave that all away.

I'm sure I'll get it back someday.

If I need some, I'll make some more.

Besides, what's that money for.

 

A vehicle for your desire.

Your comfort makes you the buyer.

Right now, I just want to be me.

I find comfort in being free.

 

I'm free***to run all through my mind.

On streets inside my head I find,

The comfort that outside I seem to miss.

Inside is where I find my bliss.

 

I take the road inside my skull.

It doesn't lead to any mall.

It leads to where I can be free

to run naked and just be me.

 

 

M.J.S.

Reviews

[Raef C. Boylan]

"I want to be naked, running through the streets
I want to invite this so called chaos, that you'd think I dare not be
I want to be weightless, flying through the air
I want to drop all these limitations at the shoes upon my feet
I want to be naked, running through the streets
I want to invite this so called chaos, that you'd think I dare not be
I want to be weightless, flying through the air
I want to drop all these limitations and return to what I was born to be"

- Alanis Morissette, 'So-Called Chaos'

My mind linked them up together as companions.

I like this; the breezy rhythm and the important message, i.e. materialism isn't all there is to life.
Looking forward to the day your songs are on the radio, eliminating the bland and shallow
[even if this one is a poem, it makes equally good lyrics...choruses are generally lame anyway]

Great piece.
Thanks for posting it.

[Wolfwind Words]

This was indeed cool! The true meaning of free.
Great flow. Simple but rememberable images.
I liked it!

P.s. You should check out the writings of "Nature's Feet" here on the WC, you might like.

[WriterInside07]

I love this poem!! I too have the best times in a meeting of the minds. Outside I feel as though the world has moved on without me. Other people define a good time by skiing, camping, and the like. I am tired of having to defend my lack of a similar definition. My idea of a good time lies in the playgrounds of 'mind'- a good friendly debate-that's my idea of fun- to meet another of like mind-now that's what I call a good time. Thanks for letting those like us know we are alone, not lazy or boring. We simply like to play at different things. Well written. You take us on a journey we don't know we're on until you tell us at the end. Excellent-I love it when a writer takes me for a ride through the landscapes of their mind as well as you do-that's my definition of a good time.

[Nicholas Hallows]

I enjoyed the rhythm of this - as if the poem is running barefoot in the street. A great message too. NH

[Anne Martin]

I've always wanted to run naked in the streets, and this makes me want to even more. (Although I'd get frostbite if I did right now.)

I dream to be free like that. Lovely poem.

[Tania Leigh]

I like this....the concept of shedding the things that weigh us down in our day-to-day to be free....nice!

This reminds me of a saying: "The best things in life are not things"

Nice write!

[Ivory]

Very lighthearted piece. I really enjoyed reading this.
Very good write : )

[Emily B]

I want to be free! Awesome write.

[J. Hampton]

Girl....
you have that bistro ...cafe' open-mic feel
I like


( these two stanzas ahd a carefre nice feel)
"I'm free***to run all through my mind.

On streets inside my head I find,

The comfort that outside I seem to miss.

Inside is where I find my bliss.



I take the road inside my skull.

It doesn't lead to any mall.

It leads to where I can be free

to run naked and just be me.


Blesssssssssssssssss

[Kevin Andros]

A great vision you have up here! It is superb great! The thing that every person in this world wants to be himself/herself. But the circumstances forces them to be something they are not and nor they ever wanted to be. This is the ironic truth of the world. So beautifully expressed! Well done! ~KA~

[hyancynthstofeedthysoul]

I wrote about living out of my income and giving away what was left. unfortunately I lost that one. I did however save the sequel. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/naedknarf/201864/ Not quite naked in the streets, but wearing used clothes and spending only what I absolutely need. Yet I have something I never had in my life. ENOUGH