They call me the commuting poet,
For I conjure verses
On my way to places.
It’s remembering them
Long enough to find a pen
That’s my real weakness.
Vagabond Prophet
Original Poetry about anything and everything.
They call me the commuting poet,
For I conjure verses
On my way to places.
It’s remembering them
Long enough to find a pen
That’s my real weakness.
Vagabond Prophet
I have no blood
I have no heart
Only a red sea in my chest
Tide in highs and lows
Every single second
At the beckoning of a moon
Behind the very sky.
Pulled by things unseen
Plucking feathers clean
Pruning vanity clipping pride
Silencing remarks so snide.
In the end I’ll be a nomad
Walking ever inland
To where the gardens grow
I’ll have no grass to mow
Only seeds to sow.
Come with me
Come one come all
Untie the dreams safely moored
Let them risk open waters
And swift unseen currents.
Be swept away by the music
That’s played in the background
Of your dreams.
Be the kamikaze
That forgot to say goodbye
Overwhelmed by the importance
Of the task at hand.
– Vagabond Prophet
Faithfulness as defined by the poets dictionary:
Definition: Anchors firmly dug into place, to a solid ground nobody else believes is there. Mocks and jeers go floating past as you realize the irony that nobody notices you are not swept away by torrents of madness, despair, or tragedy. Strength tempering your bones into something unrecognizable but so much stronger.
Other definitions include: The knowledge that nobody taught you that guides your every move.
The immovable convictions of a country not found in maps, content that you the amateur cartographer that you are will diligently chart it all when you get there.
Having a song stuck in your head that you’ve never heard before, and believing that the composer is whispering in a language just for the two of you.
Antonyms include: Cynicism, refusal to separate truths from facts braided though they are, uninvested in the definitions given by the compass of your soul. Untethered as a buoy that warns of nothing.
Only faith promises that there is more to the ocean than water; all because of a dream you once had of it taking your sins out to sea and down to Davie Jones and sending back in their place salvation.
– Vagabond Prophet
@mildreflections thanks for joining me on this project! I am beyond pleased to be collaborating with such a talented poet. Hope you enjoy this addition.
Greed, as defined by the poets dictionary.
Definition: Hungry hands with unnaturally sharp claws. An ever hungry need for more at the cost of anybody but yourself. Too many teeth for too small a meal, stealing your neighbours supper and still being unsatisfied.
Other definitions include: Unfulfilled desires fueled by diesel and fire.
Eight days a week insisting on nine, willing to kill to get it.
Coupon hoarding for the sale that’s never good enough.
Sharpening knives for the bones you make into broth. Elephant bone soup still insufficient.
Given enough weapons would invade every nation.
Given enough heat would boil the sea to make your tea.
Antonyms: Content, happy, at peace, needing nothing.
Greed only seeks to convince you that nothing about you or your life is enough.