Soul Song Up above the hawks are hunting Down below the grasses are growing And all around, the bees buzz their happy songs of jubilee. May I join you joyful bees? My being is buzzing along to the same

Once there was a towering Bean Pole Up and up it twisted Round and round it spun Past the birds and up through the clouds Up to where the stars and planets abound. Then one day the most noble of princes

Hello thine evil coin. What shiny temptress are thee? To make men strive to do such evils. For shame. I for one will not play your game. A poem by @pierce-the-veil

I wish, a breath, an impending death. Whatever do I live for? MONEY? I say nay! Laughter, Love, Music, and Nature, and to them I am called more. Dancing by day or singing by night, the music of the universe

@hrmbean: I am creating this post to raise awareness about a unique and undervalued individual who just joined Steemit and whose lifework (and steemit posts) has been largely un-noticed. > @pierce-the-veil

Well Hello there my fellow Steemers! I'd like to take some time to introduce myself, tell you guys about my mission here on Planet Earth, and explain why I decided to join Steemit. Honestly, I highly dislike