Tag: poetpardy

Oil Paintings

You taught me about oil paintings

How they’re always drying

Colours evolving

To find their own beauty

Hidden deep within.

I’ll be that for you

Never perfect but improving

Peeling off my layers

To find strength down under.

As I let the sun embolden me

Year after year.

– Vagabond Prophet

High Hopes

What goes up must come down

And I’ve got high hopes,

Shed that swollen husk

Off my barnacled soul.

I don’t need that anymore,

Clinging on to my injuries like trophies.

All the best athletes know

It’s all about fear reduction,

That’s what’ll win the race

And keep my hopes from crashing down.

– Vagabond Prophet

Hoarder

I’ll take peace to go

With a side of simple wisdom.

I’ll mull it over when I get the chance,

Like the kale turning yellow in my fridge.

I save everything for later,

Dreams and aspirations,

I even save my voice

For belittling my loved ones

When they ask me about

The hoard piled up high

Of wonderful things gathering dust.

– Vagabond Prophet

Current

Sky thick with clouds

Like you took the stuffing

From my blanket

Tossed straight up.

The wind is flowing

Reminders with direction

Pointing to you

Always to you.

Some people say

You haven’t spoken in ages

Saying, “there’s no current here.”

They’re just not paying attention.

– Vagabond Prophet