december drips
droplets dribble
death's ember sips
pale as drizzle
the mist hangs low
the world's so weary
the tears just flow
no seeing clearly
on bee lost in time
on leaf and clover
on petal so sublime
how grief takes over
Drifter's Lament. by Rothgar-Grimhammer, literature
Literature
Drifter's Lament.
I am a poor, lost wayward son,
born down in old Nebo.
My lover said she'd stay always,
but I left her with the snow.
Church bells, oh, how they knell.
Lord, please save my soul.
For I'm a wretched vagabond,
with no place left to go.
And I shall walk this lonely path,
of shame and misery.
For I have been consumed by wrath,
and I cannot be free.
Church bells, oh, how they knell.
But, I wander to and fro.
For I'm a broken vagabond,
with darkness in my soul.
Christmas is for the homeless too. by RemnantThoughts, literature
Literature
Christmas is for the homeless too.
With no shoes upon his feet.
Garbage being his daily food to eat.
It's hard to find a sole purpose.
During Christmas time he loved to window shop.
Its cool to look at families near the furnace.
Eating and playing Christmas games.
The holiday spirit warmed his heart.
After his night-out he returned home to his spot near the train.
Grateful to see he still has his rampart.
As he chills back with no heat.
Being happy for what he was able to see today.
Letting days pass as he continues to travel.
Hoping that one day he can celebrate Christmas again before his is cancelled.
Banana pancakes and the flu by living-in-his-head, literature
Literature
Banana pancakes and the flu
I'm thankful for long nights
and late mornings.
Those rainy Monday "sick days,"
where we lie in bed all morning
and talk in the
sign language
of our lips and tongues.
Banana pancakes,
couch cuddling
movie days
in last night's pajamas
and this morning's messy hair.
I want to grow old with you
and spend every Monday with the flu.
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