Lunita Blanca Poet Couplet

The Traveler

I have felt the scorching sands
I have been to many lands
I have seen what wars have done
But have left somethings undone

I have lost a special one
And have even loved someone 
I have learned to pray and hope
But have never met the pope

I have traveled to the East
And have lived for years in Greece 
I’ve been to the Amazon
But never had a grandson

I have sailed the seven seas
I even learned Portuguese
I’ve even had a lover
Yes, I had a real lover

I have met a president
And have felt some discontent 
But have always been serene
Though I never met the queen

I have searched from sea to sea,
And have always been carefree
At the end I came to see
What I’ve searched for was in me

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Solomon Ochwo-Oburu February 18, 2018 at 5:52 AM Touching me in the soul! Lunita Blanca February 20, 2018 at 9:27 PM Kind words from you who knows. Thanks.

Patricia Leduc February 17, 2018 at 1:38 PM Traveling and dreams so well done. Finding oneself is a lifetime commitment. Lunita Blanca February 17, 2018 at 7:50 PM Yes, Patricia. A lifetime.

Jesse Zerlaut February 14, 2018 at 7:05 AM That last hook at the end solidified the beauty of the whole poems. All that traveling and what was needed was no further away than where you stood. Well well WELL wrote. thank you for sharing Carlos Lunita Blanca February 14, 2018 at 3:09 PM Jesse you have knowledge and feelings few individuals have. Thank you.

Lunita Blanca February 12, 2018 at 4:02 PM Hello Sunshine. Being well traveled not only provide us with numerous memories, but will open our eyes to endless possibilities.

Anne-Lise Andresen February 12, 2018 at 12:54 PM - A wonderful story about a life of travel and adventure, Carlos :) - We have to travel and experience when we are young when we grow old and unable to pack our suitcases ... we can live long on beautiful memories :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Lunita Blanca February 14, 2018 at 3:05 PM Yes Sunshine, our memories stay with us if we relive them in our dreams or in our writes.