Original Poetry about anything and everything.
How quickly I became bankrupt
In the absence of yourself,
I didn’t know until I left you forlorn
Abandoned in the far reaches of the echo
That I’d been living cup to cup
For a love now gone cold.When I return let there yet be
Some faint embers left in which
We can partake.
Vagabond Prophet
– This is what happens when a guy like me forgets his coffee at home before work starts.
You’re shapeless and that’s hard sometimes
I try to picture you and my mind just swirls
Like cream poured slowly into coffee.
This one thing helps,
That you’ve shaped everything I’ve ever loved.
Every contour and edge,
All the care and strength transcendent.
Everything captures much,
Nothing escapes that net called “everything”
Except you.
– Vagabond Prophet
Percolator Love
You’ve been percolating
Just for me,
While I imitate life.
When I’m weary and afflicted
From a fitful sleep, fears reoccurred,
You’re waiting for me.
Epitome of bittersweet,
Bitter enough I need you,
Sweet enough I want you.
Electrify my mind,
Like soul adrenaline
I’ll dance if you ask.
Could we be like before?
When I’d stay up all night,
Just to be with you?
Nowadays more like a crutch,
Keeping weariness at bay
And I hate that.
I want the excitement again
Of first love’s
First sip.
But coffee my dear,
How ever far you stray
You still make my day.
– Vagabond Prophet
You don’t make your coffee like this?
Then you’re doing it wrong,
If water and grounds don’t
Spend time loving each other
What magic can there be?
Your mug deserves better,
Give it the devotion it deserves.
It’s worked so hard
To stimulate your mind
With weak and empty brews.
Instant coffee, pah
More like disdain right now!
Give it time trust me
And it’ll give fertile soil
For the seeds in your soul.
– Vagabond Prophet
You don’t make your coffee like this?
Then you’re doing it wrong,
If water and grounds don’t
Spend time loving each other
What magic can there be?
Your mug deserves better,
Give it the devotion it deserves.
It’s worked so hard
To stimulate your mind
With weak and empty brews.
Instant coffee, pah
More like disdain right now!
Give it time trust me
And it’ll give fertile soil
For the seeds in your soul.
– Vagabond Prophet
I’m exhausted today
And it only gets worse,
Black coffee
Empty stomach
Invigorating
Unsettling.
Should get up earlier,
But I just want to stay with her.
Percolator Love
You’ve been percolating
Just for me,
While I imitate life.
When I’m weary and afflicted
From a fitful sleep, fears reoccurred,
You’re waiting for me.
Epitome of bittersweet,
Bitter enough I need you,
Sweet enough I want you.
Electrify my mind,
Like soul adrenaline
I’ll dance if you ask.
Could we be like before?
When I’d stay up all night,
Just to be with you?
Nowadays more like a crutch,
Keeping weariness at bay
And I hate that.
I want the excitement again
Of first love’s
First sip.
But coffee my dear,
How ever far you stray
You still make my day.
– Vagabond Prophet
You’ve been percolating
Just for me,
While I imitate life.
When I’m weary and afflicted
From a fitful sleep, fears reoccurred,
You’re waiting for me.
Epitome of bittersweet,
Bitter enough I need you,
Sweet enough I want you.
Electrify my mind,
Like soul adrenaline
I’ll dance if you ask.
Could we be like before?
When I’d stay up all night,
Just to be with you?
Nowadays more like a crutch,
Keeping weariness at bay
And I hate that.
I want the excitement again
Of first love’s
First sip.
But coffee my dear,
How ever far you stray
You still make my day.
– Vagabond Prophet
Vagabond Prophet 