Andrea Dietrich Poet Rondeau

Ah, Wanderlust

Ah, Wanderlust, my soul for you burned hot!
When fresh and filled with fancy, I could not
sit still for long, for I was wont to flee
the simple life with its monotony.
The moon and stars were mine (or so I thought).

In college when I turned eighteen, I bought
my ticket to that thrill I’d always sought
in lands I’d only read of, far from me;
                               Ah, Wanderlust!

Were life a novel, mine would have its plot
heat up significantly when I got
to Europe; wondrous sights I was to see.
Romance I even found! But destiny
has deemed adventure would not be my lot. . . 
                                   Ah, Wanderlust!

Written 8/15/14 by Andrea Dietrich for the Wanderlust Poetry Contest of nette 
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Bl Devnath September 1, 2014 at 9:07 AM Very nice descriptive poem on wanderlust bears nostalgic feeling. Lovely done, my lovely friend. Good luck in the contest. Loved always,bl

Jack Horne August 24, 2014 at 11:06 AM maybe you'll still get your cruise, my friend - a world cruise would be cool, eh? hope this gets a well deserved win

Faye Gibson August 21, 2014 at 5:19 PM Oh, how those places call ... they still do and I hope to make my way to some of them before I die. Life makes turns we do not anticipate...and here we are. Congratulations on your win, Andrea.

Paul Callus August 21, 2014 at 10:17 AM Very well done and congrats, Andrea! Glad you managed to travel at a young age; that will forever remain with you. Work and married life do not leave much time for wandering, but once retiring age arrives make good use of:) // paul

Mohan Chutani August 21, 2014 at 8:20 AM your life journey well penned, Andrea. Congrats for fine win. Mohan

Jan Allison August 21, 2014 at 7:27 AM I never never seen this form before Andrea it is a stunning write:-) many congrats:-) Hugs jan xxx

Dr.Ram Mehta August 21, 2014 at 5:45 AM Dropping back to congratulate you, Andrea

Joe Maverick August 21, 2014 at 12:36 AM Good write on the subject of travel yearning Andrea, ( a much overrated ) experience if entered into with too much expectation.. take care..

Roy Jerden August 20, 2014 at 7:34 AM The itch not scratched... Time enough, time enough... Cheers, Roy

Poet Destroyer A August 18, 2014 at 5:02 PM Hey Andrea, I am closing the contest... I'm having a hard time liking my entries. That is why none, have been set out.... :(...... LOL...JK..... I guess, I will give it a go right now... Love Linda, I will be back to read something tonight..Linda

Ralph Sergi August 18, 2014 at 4:48 PM Hi Andrea: Beautiful poem! It gives me recall of my youth in Europe and Africa.

Shadow Hamilton August 18, 2014 at 4:39 PM excellent pen Andrea well captured gl in contest hugs

Sara Kendrick August 18, 2014 at 3:28 PM Reads like a winner to me. Way to go for the contest..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara

Race Benoit August 18, 2014 at 12:10 PM Ahhh . . . I called my wanderlust years my lost decades, and although I never made it to Europe I was able to see man/woman-kind at their best, but mostly at their worse. I got the gist from this very well written poem, Andrea. No place like home, except for those like me whose home was never a home. Still, it was better, much better than those I had a chance to see up close and personal.

Debbie Guzzi August 17, 2014 at 10:17 PM One of the best things about travel is coming home LOL really it helps you see how lucky you are. Good entry as always. Light & Love

Ilene Bauer August 17, 2014 at 6:38 PM you are amazing, andrea! i love this one and can totally relate to it, too (although i've never lost that bug). great write!

Harry Horsman August 17, 2014 at 4:53 PM i like the sense of adventure, of the journey of love,,as for a novel why not, your poetry speaks volumes....

Matthew Anish August 17, 2014 at 3:10 PM I have not traveled to Europe. However,I have been out of the country - to Israel - to Canada and to numerous Carribean countries. Have you been to NYC? It is an amazing place - but very bourgeois. Still it is my hometown. Wanderlust - I feel it coming on NOW.Nice write! Peace &Love Matthew Anish

Jslambert Mister Roboto August 17, 2014 at 2:37 PM good luck on the LUST contest, You will do well. I left a reply to yir reply/ Hey that Comm. List does have to do with poets, and poets are poetry, right? just reading below. I am quick in n' out today.

Daver Austin August 17, 2014 at 10:25 AM Remembering the vitality of youth. How things change with age. This one will connect with most. Love, daver

Frederic Parker August 17, 2014 at 8:16 AM Nice poem my friend, I'm trying to grasp what it would have been like to turn eighteen and Europe be a thrill instead of waiting for my draft notice..to have had that freedom..I envy you my friend..good luck in the contest..you'll do well

Dr.Ram Mehta August 17, 2014 at 7:55 AM The write on Wanderlust rides a proper vehicle of Rondeau

Dr. Upma A. Sharma August 17, 2014 at 7:20 AM Wow wonderful Andrea! Love it much n the form really is amazing!

Monterey Sirak August 17, 2014 at 5:27 AM Oh I love this one! Doesn't life have a way of coming calling and knocking on the door just as we are packing our bags for the grand adventure?

Leslie Philibert August 17, 2014 at 4:36 AM Nice job, like the use of the Germanic term Wanderlust, you might like Heine !

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