Why do I find spring only half
As inspiring as winter?
Perhaps because the earth
Is hard at work doing
What I so earnestly implored
It to do in dead of December.
Vagabond Prophet
Original Poetry about anything and everything.
Why do I find spring only half
As inspiring as winter?
Perhaps because the earth
Is hard at work doing
What I so earnestly implored
It to do in dead of December.
Vagabond Prophet
Brightly coloured patio furniture
Adorned with morning dew
Crowned with early sunrise,
Well that’s new.
Vagabond Prophet
Shake from dreams where brining
Wake to find sun shining
A world wearing green
That by it I may glean.
Thorns on bushes not defenseless
Fruitful not senseless
You the great I AM
I the great AM NOT.
Vagabond Prophet

From slim branches
Great leaves bloom
Providing shade
Outside of the womb.
– Vagabond Prophet

Deep green
Darkened by water
Bringing everything to life.
Spring is springing
Flower buds rise above
The tarnished life they leave behind.
– Vagabond Prophet