Poems

Poems of Homelessness and Depravation.

My Little Song

After the fines I paid, I struggled on into this world Fighting the system long and hard, my ego was unfurled

Runaway Kids

Abused and accused young juvenile Loners

Sea of Hope

Sea of Hope I am astray in this world of broken dreams Like a lost buoy in a gale force sea A drunken sunken anchor in shifting sands Not knowing which way the tide will take me Which wave will save me; to carry me away to a

Lust

Neither nature nor art could make you more perfect than you are.

Struggle

I am like a rolling old coke can on a wind swept street, kicked around the gutter by the toes of their feet. I live in a wig-wam while they're in there palaces, the wheeling, dealing,