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Vagabond Dreams

As I lay here in this empty box cart I have no destination in my mind. I just go where the wind takes me. Vagabond is what I am to the core. Life is so blase, it is what it is. I lie here with vagabond hopes and vagabond dreams; life is purpose free. I have no destination as I roam and roam these big vast wastelands. So when you see me on the street or an empty box cart don’t mind me because I barely exist anyway. 11/20/21 * I wrote this for Constance’s contest but I was too late. Alexis Y.

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Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 11/24/2021 11:55:00 AM

Hi Alexis, you are so strong, and never done wrong, weep with you for the past, but know that you'll hold fast This is a special poem - thank-you for sharing. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Constance La France

Date: 11/23/2021 9:00:00 AM

Alexis, so sorry you missed my contest, for your poem would for sure have placed well. I love it. I used to live near a train track and would lie in bed listening to the train whistle and wish I could go with it not knowing the destination, purpose free ~ love and serenity _Constance

Mike Gentile

Date: 11/22/2021 5:35:00 AM

Occasionally, I wonder the existence of a vagabond. Your poem captures the essence so very well Alexis! I don't think it's the live for me and interesting to contemplate , Happy Monday xxoo

Judy Ball

Date: 11/22/2021 4:11:00 AM

WoW! what a sad and lonely person is this vagabond. I usually see a vagabond as one who is just traveling to travel and has no place to really be so he is never lost. Just enjoying the moment. A fine write my friend showing the other side of the coin. God Bless, JB

Gershon Wolf

Date: 11/20/2021 7:59:00 PM

Interesting journey this vagabond is on. You've drawn a intriguing portrait here, Alexis. Fascination and Intrigue, Gershon

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 11/20/2021 4:10:00 PM

Hello Alexis Y. Oh so sorry you were late for Constance contest. it is a beautiful poem. Hugs.

Sotto Poet

Date: 11/20/2021 12:48:00 PM

It's a shame you didn't enter the contest, Alexis; I'm assured this one would have placed correctly. It's a significant piece of writing undoubtedly, and it's accurate for some.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 11/20/2021 12:14:00 PM

Pity there are still vagabonds who are homeless. Great thoughts.~~

Rico Leffanta

Date: 11/20/2021 10:24:00 AM

To some people, observing life is more entertaining than living it . . .Enjoyed!

Tom Cunningham

Date: 11/20/2021 9:04:00 AM

So sad to see scenes like that in our modern societies, more needs to be done to help the less fortunate. Hope you're keeping well Alexis. Tom

David Kavanagh

Date: 11/20/2021 9:03:00 AM

Such a pity you missed the contest Alexis, I’m sure this one would rank pretty high, no destination in mind and nobody notices anyway, like a tumbleweed on the Great Plains, cheers David

Vijay Pandit

Date: 11/20/2021 8:16:00 AM

This is awesome my friend. It would have certainly won the contest. A meaningful write--it is indeed a reality for some.