KATE O'NEIL
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    • Maximouse
    • The Back of Beyond
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    • Sound the Trump
    • Thoughts of a Very Rattled Sabre
    • The Art of the Heel
    • Bulldusted
    • SHARK ALARM
    • Wall
  • Sydney Poems
    • Lament of the kangaroo gargoyle on the clock tower – Sydney University
    • Tom Ugly's Spirit Talks Back
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    • Eternity
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    • Happy as Larry
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  • BUZZINGS FROM THE BEES IN MY BONNET
    • On Being Elocuted
    • Poetry and the Role of the Toe in Scansion
    • Some Thoughts on teaching Don Quixote.
    • John Thelwall: “Citizen” John, political activist, atheist reprobate, acquitted felon, poet, Professor of Elocution and speech therapist.
    • On 'The Rime of the Ancient Mariner'
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Barefoot


Days are longer. Getting warmer.
Sun is higher overhead.
Restless toes begin their twitching.
Barefoot days not far ahead.

At last December comes around.
Summer holidays are here.
That’s when toes come out to play.
        That’s the time when feet go bare.

Let’s all run across the grass.
But do look out for bindi eyes.
Ow! Ow! Ouch! They’re everywhere.
Hear our barefoot bindi cries.

Watch us dance the bindi ballet
Quick steps, big steps on our toes.
Hidden prickles keep us leaping
if we step where bindi grows.

Best of all are barefoot beach-days
racing on the summer sand.
Ow! It’s hot! Run to the water.
Run to the edge. Whew! See us stand

doing the barefoot wet-sand wiggle.
See us sink on toes that squirm
down through clouds of sand and shells,
ankles wrapped in swirling foam.

Barefoot days pass far too quickly.
Back-to-school time soon comes round.
But think how much our feet are learning
walking barefoot on the ground.
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  • About Kate
  • POEMS FOR CHILDREN
    • Barefoot
    • Gargoyle Guile
    • POEMS FROM 'LET IN THE STARS' >
      • High Achievers
      • Paragliders Bald Hill Lookout
      • Sondry Folk
    • Maximouse
    • The Back of Beyond
    • Thackaringas
    • Sea Sparkle
  • KATE'S COOL POEMS
  • TRUMPETINGS
    • Trump l'oeil
    • Sound the Trump
    • Thoughts of a Very Rattled Sabre
    • The Art of the Heel
    • Bulldusted
    • SHARK ALARM
    • Wall
  • Sydney Poems
    • Lament of the kangaroo gargoyle on the clock tower – Sydney University
    • Tom Ugly's Spirit Talks Back
    • “Giraffe Removals. All Suburbs.” (Sydney billboard)
    • Eternity
    • Cell Door Open
    • Animal Feed Available at Restaurant
    • Happy as Larry
    • Hosts
    • Carnival of the Animals
  • The School Magazine
  • BUZZINGS FROM THE BEES IN MY BONNET
    • On Being Elocuted
    • Poetry and the Role of the Toe in Scansion
    • Some Thoughts on teaching Don Quixote.
    • John Thelwall: “Citizen” John, political activist, atheist reprobate, acquitted felon, poet, Professor of Elocution and speech therapist.
    • On 'The Rime of the Ancient Mariner'
  • Contact Kate
  • Shop