Hobos Poems - Poems about Hobos

...they would have you believe you were too sacred to look under well-settled rocks pledging allegiance on streets like some hobos but I'm putting my faith in sages and mystics discussing afflict......Read the rest...

...In a storybook long long ago The pages filled with her and her tears Boy meets a girl in San Diego At a lowly crossroad of theirs Like tumbleweeds blowing in the wind Both walking aimlessly......Read the rest...

...There once was a hobo that lived by the tracks Never age a full meal, just ate lots of snacks He rode in a boxcar most everywhere he went And traveled for free, didn’t spent a cent He had a nam......Read the rest...

...Halloween is a scream dressed in orange and black A night of sneaky creeps that rattle and clack Vampires conspire to send midnight bat attacks Witches stirring cauldrons of potent purple snacks ......Read the rest...

...We did not travel in covered wagons, but we thought our parents did. My mother and father lived during the big depression. Hobos wandered around marking gates and houses with a fish. A sign that t......Read the rest...

...A former slender man (lapsed Unitarian anorexic)... deplores adipose tissue gain No Holiday music can soothe savage beast washboard abdomen weight watcher's dream fleeced skinny bag of lovely b......Read the rest...

...a bag of memories on a stick time...just passing through winks, bargains for a meal, a bit of work, a song, a dance a story - mostly fiction - fashioned from fading sunsets nostalgia's hobos a......Read the rest...

...I chanced upon a vagrant word beside an idle railroad track its campfire fueled by burning books it asked:"Is poetry coming back?" I shrugged, acknowledging my doubt unable to assuage its fear......Read the rest...

...As expected, Mr. Eartle will die on time or sooner We understand India has over 1.3 billion people None of them are followers of Eartle or his turtle wax But unlike the soon to be deceased man fro......Read the rest...

...These tracks are placed side by side Yet run in the same direction Never touching except by railroad ties Click, click, tap, tap is the sound the engineer hears A hobo I see has placed his sack......Read the rest...

...In our neighborhood during the second world war At the side of each house were a porch and a door. And, believe it or not, it was always unlocked When a tradesman or stranger or visitor knocked......Read the rest...

...I loathe shucking clothes, (no matter eyes severely myopic) in preparation for here goes another warm shower quickly relaxing this senescent body ready to doze soon after lathering this blub......Read the rest...

...Both Freddy and Frieda Flea Had an itch and felt the need To leave their home on Beagle back So they packed their bags while Fido napped They'd heard magical tales of the Big Top Since thei......Read the rest...

...Long prior - I took to the wheel On a day, fairly, surreal Amid one of my visits back home I went to see, tailgating, all alone My boyhood city. A city on its knees I began patrolling, unemot......Read the rest...

...How can it be That you don’t love me? And where do the hobos pee? Why can’t you see I’m sitting in a tree Wond’r’n where the hobos pee. You’ve got a rep For plenty of pep But where do the h......Read the rest...