Poems by Katrina Stewart
Holiday
I want to fly high across the sky
I want to go places I’ve never been
I want to see things I’ve never seen
I want to swim in the sea and taste foreign food
Don’t you think that sounds real good?
At night we can have some fun
and in the day we can lay in the sun
so let’s go before it’s too late
and we can pretend it’s our first date.
That’s Me
I’ve lived in a house
and I’ve lived on a site
to me there’s something about it
that is not right
It’s the open road for me
it’s where I’m happy
it’s where I breathe
I’ve been to many places
and I’ve see so many faces
some new
some old
and maybe I’ll meet you
I know you don’t want me in your city or town
but I’m not here to settle down
Give me a campfire and a chat
and a river that runs free
these are the things
that are for me
I will never settle down
until they put me in the ground.
A Piece of Land
My old man bought a piece of land
he said we were settling down
but I told him that I didn’t want to be
like the people from the town
He says that we’ll be happy
with family all around
but if I had my way
I’d burn that bloody ground
He’s told me of his plans
and how it’s going to be
but I tell him I’m a Traveller
and I need to be free
He’s built a fence around it
with gates with his name
but I think to myself
this man’s gone insane
He says he’ll get some men in
to lay the place with tar
now I know he’s gone too far
For he is getting old
And he is getting tired
I’m starting to worry
that we’ll run out of money
he telt me don’t fret
but I am feeling sad
I never knew a piece of land
could be this bad
There’s nothing more that I can say
I know I’m here to stay
I’ve lost – the old man is boss!