Four people to move one patient
Two pushing the bed
Two pushing the machines
Keeping him alive.A dying person?
Or a disassembled cyborg?
Vagabond Prophet
– These are honestly the thoughts that go through my head when I see stuff like this.
Tag: poetry
No Hurry
Waves lapping the shore
Nonchalant
There’s no hurry here.
All the time in the world
To reshape the world
The great architect that water is.
Let me share your surface
To traverse your great expanse
Fill me with your breath
So I can glide with ease.
No engine humming
No gasoline
Just you and me
Caressing each other.
You capsize me with a gust
And into your depths I’m thrust
No longer just a sailor, but fulfilling sailors dreams,
I become part of the vastness.
– Vagabond Prophet
Phantom
Speaking lies
Words contradict
I braid the different strands.
Cling to each other
Agree on something
And become a solid being.
A phantom I invented
Hot gases manifested,
This spectre and a hundred like it
Will haunt me till I die.
Begrudgingly
Curmudgeonly
I let go my crown of dust.
Untangle this braid
Let gas evaporate
Set me free
From my own ensnaring thoughts.
– 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
Baffled
I haven’t words for this
Truth so plain
It confuses me
Bruises me.
You formed this clay
And decreed it clever
But I go to bed each night
Baffled by your might.
That you would decide
Without a second thought
From your throne in the sky
“for this one I will die.”
– Vagabond Prophet
I love crosswords
They remind me of
How I came to love you.I was five across
You were seven down,
And it’s by your definition
That I was ever found.– Vagabond Prophet
Coerced
I always wished I was a morning person
And now I’ve been forced
Coerced into the single digit A.M.
– Vagabond Prophet
Make Haste
It’s so damn early
Why am I up?
I’m the only one
On this bus.
Darkness for a while yet
What’s a man to do
To see night prevail
Long before light comes
To claim victory.
Cast out every shadow!
Reach out with burning hand
Strike these shadows.
You call me child of light
But all I’ve ever known is darkness.
Don’t wait long
Come eat up this fog,
Take what’s yours
This day and all to come.
– Vagabond Prophet
Bad Part of Town
They call this
The ‘bad’ part of town
The part with the foodbank
And the building for supervised visits.
Families separated
Estranged by circumstance,
Needy, not bad
Desperate not volatile.
I’ll tell you about
The bad part of town,
It’s up on the hill
It’s all chrome and glass.
Throwing food away
Every single day
Ignoring their children
Who just want to play.
– Vagabond Prophet
Black and White
I believe in black
I believe in white.
Culture says everything is grey,
They’re wrong though.
You can’t have grey
Without black and white,
You can’t have meals
Without ingredients,
You can’t have a solution
Without first a problem.
– Vagabond Prophet
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