‘We have no time to stand and stare’!

says the tramp poet

it is

in tribute

to his eternal freedom

he sleeps so very intentionally

it is his bench


biding his time


it is his




all day long


in a puff of cigar smoke

to the clouds



and starry


poetry all night long

with a breath

of cold night air

breathed out into

a wanton ghost

hovering low


it is

what it is

this lurking madness


all sane men

we live but once


live our lives well

‘for I am doing just that’

he so spritely says

ever so poetically correct

‘all is OK with me;

it is your poor soul I worry for’!


About Steven Humphreys

I live in 'sunny' California with my lovely wife, three wonderful cats and very handsome dog! I write about different subjects I have a 'heartfelt and deep-seated' interest in. For example: health, poetry and spirituality. Enjoy your stay reading my articles. I hope you find them informative and entertaining. Lastly, I have written a poetry book and novel for sale on Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Google Play, with free excerpts you can read on my website. Find out more 'about me' within this site. Thanks for stopping by! Have fun.
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