
The clouds look like snow
And my breath is snowing
Upside down.
I love it,
It’s like I’m in the sky.
– Vagabond Prophet
Original Poetry about anything and everything.

The clouds look like snow
And my breath is snowing
Upside down.
I love it,
It’s like I’m in the sky.
– Vagabond Prophet
Can we have sunshine yet?
To have your face
Shine upon me
So brightly I squint.
To illuminate the colours
And hues of everything,
Everything is grey
Until you shine your light.
While I do like the darkness
And stillness of night
Like we’re all alone together,
Some lightening would be nice.
– Vagabond Prophet
A foggy twilight,
Everything is grey or brown,.
Raining with such weight
To bring the gutters crashing down.
But honey if you want
Those lovely May flowers,
We’ll have to endure
This season and its power.
– Vagabond Prophet
A foggy twilight,
Everything is grey or brown,.
Raining with such weight
To bring the gutters crashing down.
But honey if you want
Those lovely May flowers,
We’ll have to endure
This season and its power.
– Vagabond Prophet