Drifter Poems - Poems about Drifter

Soul Drifter

I can not dwell on where I've been
Or where ten years I'll be
The roads are gone, the rivers dry
Nameless faces I see

For if the path led straight back home
I wouldn't know the way
The cobbled stones, the quarried hill
My mind begins to sway

When sunrise turns to ashen waste
And trees, they fail to leaf
You'll find my soul

Drifter

Flood waters rising
Possessions drifting away
Our journey begins

Star Drifter

Getting to tomorrow
on stairs of yesterday
Each tread of my reluctance
on risers of today

Promising me nothing
but wisdom from afar
Chasing reams of broken dreams
— adrift among the stars

(Dreamsleep: September, 2024) 

Lonely Drifter

The walls are made with dollar bills
They're paper thin and made for thrills
Drifting at sea without wind at my sails
I'm boozing on ales and lamenting the ails
And there might be a storm brewing
But I'm focused on what I'm doing
And if there is a garden in the sky
I'm chasing it hoping it's not a lie
But sometimes

The Drifter

Sifting through the sands of time

Drifting through the lands of rhyme

A humble poet bound for glory

They rumble thus around for story

When all prose of past recalled

Then all those at last enthralled

Guilty of floral attitudes

Innocent of moral platitudes

Elocution flows from his tongue

Each line glows as if it were sung

Eyes bleary still he tries his best

Till weary

Vagabond

Quote: “Artist by nature, actor by instinct, poet by accident, and vagabond by choice”. --Don Blinding 

I am a vagabond of heart, destined to roam, 
My wandering soul finds solace far from home.  
On urban trails, my footsteps stray,  
And there, my friend, the tumbleweed, holds sway. 

Together, we tumble, roll, and meander,

Cosmo Drifter

 Amidst the Sacred Seas where the Holy Temple Dwells
 There, Where Truth Propels like Ocean Swells
 Where Forces Of Nature Know No Bounds
 Infinite Drifting Divine Grounds,
 A Coat Of Armor for the Victors Crown
 Where Salvation Beckons Trumpet Sounds
 And the Inner Haven blows winds of Heavenly Bliss
 Blessed by an Angels Lips,

The Drifter

His face was so intriguing
Weathered and worn
Yet there was a kindness in his eyes
On a face of solemn and scorn

Skin aged with time and long grey hair
His eyes deep blue
Remained youthful
With a magnetic stare

I couldn’t take my eyes of him
I wanted to know more 
About this mysterious stranger
So aloof and so sure

He looked over at

The Drifter

You come and go as you please
Knowing it pleases me not.
Floating in, your ambiance 
Makes the situation rot.

Your past orders for me
To self destruct still work
And I stand here crying for 
An end to this feeling of Berzerk.

You broke me in two
No, you shattered me in triumph
So many pieces and I just
See no compliance.

You want

Star Pod Drifter

Zoom, Zoom, Zoom
I'm racing through the astral-realms
With seven different moons
I'm going faster then the speed of light
Alone in my star-pod of bright
A miniature ship for the ones left -
The ones who lived & are blessed
I'm dancing salsa melodies hand in hand
With gases of infinite stars - Neptune, Venus, Mars
I'm zooming past twisting trees & fruit

The Drifter

I was told every time you leave somewhere, there's a piece of you that gets left behind,  I've abandoned so many places, and if the statement is true, there's not much more of me I can spare, each shard, smidgen, and sliver that has been stripped away, is worth doing without, rather than having

Drifter

Drifter

Coming in from nowhere, 
staying only a moment, 
and then moving on. 
Friend, or foe?
Hard to know. 
What to call you...
by name? 

Without family, 
left alone but not lonely. 
A warrior left behind
in the battle of life. 
Separated from those
that mattered... 
by those that did not care. 

Go home... 
There is still time. 
Go back

Cinnamon Drifter I Am

cinnamon drifter i am
i observe from afar
the world goes slower when time sours the stomach of life
i wish i had some white frosting as an odd sort of invisibility shield

cinnamon drifter i am
i check out her legs
i check out the booty on the next one
i check out the natural beauty on my favorite one

cinnamon drifter

Drifter

Oh, to drift like a vagabond who is never missed 
to ride the careless waves of an uncharted sea
to set my compass to the winds of desires
and let daydreams guide me along the way. 

How I long to escape this present drudgery
and wander lonely backroads on a whim
abandon the grind, pursue unscripted adventures 
forsake these

Autumn Drifter

meandering
hills and hillocks
the autumn orb
casts its golden glow
across paved paths
the ones less traveled
circumnavigating
childhood memories
borrowed backroads
in the sinews of my heart



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on August 19, 2020

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