The Wandering Man - Homeless Poem by Yvonne Rautenbach
The Wandering Man - Homeless
Wandering man dreams of a place
with no demands yet no disgrace
with nice clean sheets, a fragrant pillow,
Wills that bend around like willow
Settle him and he displaces
You demand and he disgraces...
Oh the sadness on our faces
he would not let us tie his laces!
Preferred old shoes which leaked in places
Left a tidemark on the pillow
burnt out element in the 'grillo'
Wandering man he leaves each place
Bent and buckled like his face.
Dear Yvonne It is very nice poem, explained very well and deep. Rgds Nooruddeen
I wonder he is homeless but deep down he is a person who want a friend and he will have one ^.^
ain't it somethin'... when your mind/sanity has a 'quiet' place to live.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Wandering man he leaves each place Bent and buckled like his face. homelessness can be also a sic kness where someone do not have the ability to remain somoewhere permanently. thank you dear poetess. tony