Hobo Poems

Hobosexual

You use sex to live as a means to pay
Attention not to mention evade escape 
Any responsibility in bills mortgage or rent 
Pretending to love like you are heaven sent

You’re good at what you do making lovers a fool
Only thing you own between your legs a tool
Like butter your words melt like moth to flame
You

HOBO POET BLUES

The sky turned dark
The poet built a fire
& warmed his hands
Worms crawled thru
His skin& angels
Cried & moments
Slipped pass like
Lavendar melting
The Santa Fe Chief
& coyote serenaded
The wanderer

Remembering

Your hot breath
Cascading like
Moonlight on
His back

Sweet-Smelling Hobo

fragrant
vagrant

Hopping a Freight Train in Wheeling

The freight train puffs a veil of smoke into the night.
The iron rails rumble.
Be still.
Now.
There it is, the engine's call, fading
To the distance.
Between shadows, a lean figure grips tight to the rolling steel,
His pack worn low on his back, and now he's gone
Wholly, into the night.
I stand alone by the coal yard, I do not

Bob

I once had a buddy named Bob
He was an unbearable slob
I pressed him a suit
And dressed him up cute
He dirtied it quickly, the knob.

Hobo

hobo 
                     perambulates 
           through the concrete jungle.
       he prowls the city streets by day, 
   pushing

Tumi Boruna hole hobo

In an unfolding poetic hymn of yours, 
I will be the poet, with zealous zeal,
A Sky, unwrapped the horizon of yours, 
while,  I was a lonely, soaring seagull 
Running brook of yours had a murmuring sound, 
though, tranquil water touched mine
Within the rainy season,and your riverine landscape,
I will be the estuary, rushing to a

A Hobo Ought To Know

A hobo 
    ought to know
  the sound of a train
    from that of acid rain

  Cos' if he don't know
    he'll be good as dead
  by the time ~ 
    the last whistle blows

Patrick

Step right up
Come down below
Welcome 
To the side show
  See rodeo clowns    
Spiral down
Tendrils 
Twine around
Hobo
Give us thrills 
Break our hearts 
Star attraction there’s 
No sadder show revealed
Sure
To tear you apart

Mangrove Jack

Mangrove Jack
He might attack
Always lurking 
Never twerking 
Twigs in his hair
His smell everywhere 
Dirt under his nails
His creepiness prevails 
Mangrove Jack
He will be back…

Oh No a Hobo

She is a hobo, they said, shrinking back in horror.
Maybe it’s my mismatched clothes, my moldy socks.
The fact that I no longer bathe or brush my teeth.

I am delighted by their eagerness to flee
This is what I had always wanted
But never had.

No one ran toward me to tell their life story
No one rushed over to

Hobo

Why do you want me 
To shoulder your bags? 
That are made of filthy rags
Yet this seems to make 
You quite glad
Can’t transport your own stuff 
Enough is enough 
You are a vagrant incarcerate 
But the only thing you can 
Say is “I’m so sorry”
For what congesting decades
Of my life, even you realize 
Nothing about

Hobo Hitches a Ride

I am hitchhiking rides to Britt, Iowa this week, and I’m not green.
Fully intend to be named the glorified, brand new 2021 Hobo Queen.
Wish people marked cars like they put hobo symbols on a fence post.
I do not wish to get in with an axe murderer, a most horrible host.

Used to jump in box cars

Hobo Christmas Past

HOBO  CHRISTMAS PAST
					(Hannibal, Ill., 1960)
	
				Old toothless queen with rheumy eyes, 
				I'm seeing you again, across a smoky fire–  
				near an underpass, hillside grey with weather. 
				You hold forth over a can of hot  soup, 
				stopping to guzzle wine,  mutter in your whiskers, 
				something about peace and love
				– a wink at the

Hobo Butterfly

Hobo Butterfly

Rest here
Weary Monarch
Though Monterey calls you
No flight for broken wings that seek
Healing
Born in this arbor - this hospice -
Begging release to fly 
The wind express
Again!

4/28/20

Based on an injured butterfly, in our garden, that hitched a ride on the grill of our car.  We think he finally made it to Monterey and we have

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