## A Story Of Hobo-A/An Image 16 Poem by JOE POEWHIT

The friend was at home reading GOD'S word in the
Bible. Thoughts of HOBO-A entered for brief interludes.
Contemplation of, GOD, along with idols, were in
mental play. An epoch of time transpired with visual
observations of HOBO-A, over an elapsed time. HOBO-A
had a metamorphosis of character, a shocking alteration
to his life and image.

RED LIGHT ALLEY, it appears made an imprint on
HOBO-A. Interluded observations presented HOBO-A, with
the GOLD TOGA ROBE on, Roman sandals, an added
a wreathe with an elongated protruding feather. The,
LITTLE COOL CHICKEN MAN, feathers shadowed both eyes
with a definition. that presented a dynamic appearance.
Added on each figure, a ring of varied multi proportions.

HOBO-A the friend assumed, was overtaken now by a drug
and alcohol induced captivation. People stared at HOBO-A,
others wondered, and some just ignored. Though noted,
while sitting on a park bench one time, a crowd came into
bearing. SQUEALS - HOWL'S - LAUGHTER and rapture
came from the KIDS as HOBO-A made FUNNY FACES.
Then before his exit, HOBO-A took from under his GOLD
TOGA ROBE, packets of assumed treats or candy. HOBO-A,
had matured a growing problem, as the friend deducted
the various different observations from memory.

HOBO-A was an induced image now, from some trying
world. Totally elevated away, from average reasonable
normalcy. PACKETS OF WHAT? ? ? ? Troubled the
friend profoundly and deeply. HOBO-A was caught in
quicksand and sinking. Deep waters of perdition, were
taking HOBO-A under tow. Prayer to, GOD, for HOBO-A
was in need.


(2011)