From out of nowhere the feelings came
So, I will never view anything the same
Feelings that...
Homeless hair unkempt with dreams undreampt and reeking of hemp
or its sister
sweat-...
Screen Door Slam
By: Calvin Moreau First published in “The Voice of La Puente”Winter 2011
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As they walk deserted streets of dawn with a knapsack or a cart Sleeping in alleys covered over by...
Frozen for a moment, in an instance, would you try to change, complain, and...
~ tomorrow today ~.
I didn't get to eat today always something in my way
I guess...
When the sun rises and radiates throughout the city the spotlight glistens off ...
He stood on the stage his clothes ragged, torn Speaking in a voice tired and worn...
I sit and watch
Their busy lives
Zigzag past my eyes
I sit alone
Unobserved...
Called from his family at an early age Wondering from place to place his first stage His...
Here is something to think about, While your walking down the street The person you...
Premonition ever approaching..
Deserted boats in harbors, with a
deluge of angry waves...
Out of sight, Out of mind, Living away from the street, resting in the dark places ...
We classify them as bums
Because they have no jobs
We call them vagrants
Because...
Homeless Poet
A homeless poet’s what I’ve been.
Stuck on the outside, always looking in...
In the flames of stars burning bright. My soul lingers to find semblance and peace. Thru this...