my vagabond heart
shuffles
ever on

seeking unknown truth
here there everywhere
as years fade like youth.

still the vagabond heart shuffles ever on

the paths have been long
stepping across minefields

at times hopeful
at times suffocated by dread

while too many fractured smiles
and
tattered feelings
litter the paths i have tread.

my vagabond heart shuffles still

its
pieces strewn
hither and thither

my
tears slipping
slithering bruised
perennially on the mend

as i trudge on
oblivious

but ever hopeful
ever searching

for the wild flower
that may blossom

just
around

the next bend …

Advertisements