Living Driftwood

I’m like tumbleweed,
I always feel the need
to keep moving,
Never laying roots,
Just looking for pastures new
that might suit me…

Yet that’s not a good
analogy for me;
For I’m not like tumbleweed
that speeds around –
I’m more like driftwood
that’s drawn from town-to-town,
Coasting like those bleached-out ghosts
hauled around from beach-to-beach
to temporarily reside high and dry
til the next tide comes,
And in it’s arms I’m dragged back down,
Then buffeted to another shore,
No different to the one before,
To find that I am flung once more
upon ground which roots can’t breach.
(Inspired by #MadVerse prompt ‘Movement’)

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Bunny Burns

I love words; both reading and writing them. I've started this site in order to have a depository for all the random ramblings which are continually swirling around my mind. Some of the aforementioned ramblings may be quite serious but the majority probably won't be. I'm a single mother living in Norwich. I'm also autistic. This isn't the defining component of my personality, although it is a significant one, and one which I think has a heavy influence on my writing, which is why I choose to highlight it. I also feel no shame over being autistic and refuse to perceive it as a disability. The way I see it, life is hard work whichever way your brain is wired up. Aside from all things wordy, I also love music. I find it to be an incredible mood enhancer, as well as a great enabler for the imagination. I love all kinds of music, though hard house in particular - as everything in life is better when it's hard... I hope you enjoy my musings and thank you for reading! I can also be found on