Short Vagrancy Poems

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She wants my love
But I am dead
Heart beats no more
Especially not for 
For that whore
But she still stands
Silly am I with the
Stupidity
Of this life
Beyond 
Vagrancy
And vice
Success will
Answer soon
My love...

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Heart at ease, if we be here now
In the present moment
Free from desire, our soul mellow
Heightening bliss quotient 

Ah! The bliss vibrancy
Ending thought vagrancy
Free from delinquency 

Gentle breeze
Heart at ease

03-October-2021
Quietus...

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Peterson was his name.
Pied Piper was his fame,
Led kids down dark path with his flame,
Smokin pot and singin songs with no shame.

They dropped out of school, lazy and lame.
Now, vagrancy is their aim.
Sleepin and smokin weed, their game.
But Peterson felt no guilt and no blame....

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Double parked
in a no-comment zone
A writer sat quiet
unheard and alone

Idling vacant
the needle on E
Silence impended  
no crossing of T’s

Given to vagrancy
nothing else left
Sounds in the distance
begone and bereft

A Muse but a figment
of something not heard
His vacuous instant 
—devoid of the word

(Dreamsleep: January, 2023)...

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His eyes held the opaque aura of vagrancy
immune to the generosity of strangers
offer him dubious fulfillment,
reflect a scene without ever seeing it
his eyelids a blinking metronome
counting coup on times tenacity.

This blindness, this long sullied sight,
devoid of compassion, empathy
tarnished in the blackened light of day
denying what once was seen as beauty
shuttered visions shadow dancing world
gray forms in silhouette half life.


©11/22/2019

opaque poetry Contest...

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