Best Nomad Poems

I wanted to be alone tonight,
to shuffle my thoughts in the ocean's breeze,
when the sun sets sail, with the lights going out
While I search the sky, in my solitude 
and ponder my  place in the scheme of things...

I wonder again, how I fit within...
How...

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*** NOMAD ***
(For Ian and Bryan)

The gifts just out of reach…Always?
Scoping the search?  
With the contentments 
Of peace to be found, 	
Buried like treasure…And
Hunted?

Beloved nomad
Seeking place
Among the ridges
Of the lost caves your eagles 
Scan horizons 
To discover, while watching 
    constantly...

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Like a nomad trespassing woodland's edge,
I rip moonbeams apart ; drain the pulp
of my marrow , shapeless—
wandering along tracks of old interludes
in mid Autumn's light. 
And as the elixir of a world dilutes flawed refrains
through a self-alienation endured; a pounding
gust turns midnight into a wayward...

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Tide of river and love of woman,
Exhausted me to make a nomad,
Had ceased the flow of life,
After thirty years of acclivity-declivity,
Hath merciless allegation to the river
And mind with woman.

Oh, aggressive river,
So mighty hungry you got!
Robed the last sign of my homestead,
What bygone takes you in...

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Withering wandering waves of a wasted will
The Nomad stands in solace within the silent still
Universal laws that lock and securely seal
Metaphorical minds that soon rebelliously reveal

Lachrymal light years that have gallantly gone
Pensive prisons meticulously molding a mortal pawn
Methodical madness mocking a soulless vessel
Where the deceived...

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Miles across hot sand
Trying to reach the cool surf
His home on his back...

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Awake, alone, the hours after midnight
when thoughts like gypsy spirits roam about the world,
traveling through past, present and blank future--
no maps, no boundaries, no roads.
Free to roam, a nomad of earth's centuries,
along unbarred corridors, uncharted seas,
viewing both the close and distant perspectives
of nations, thrones, and...

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caress me delicately
as my fragile skin pulsate
nomadic with each touch
a discovery



23/05/2011... 13:50...

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They say, home is where the heart is.
But, what of those who carry their heart,
Never to leave it behind?
Nomads forever are they....

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The wails that disturb very few in their bed
Reach only the ears of the psychic… or dead

                            ...

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I 
wear 
around 
under 
my 
arm         
A 
villager's-
woven 
shawl.                         
I 
pipe 
in 
a...

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No place to call a home,
never putting down roots.
Navigating the world,
not knowing where or when.
Novel way to live life,
namely gypsy life-style.
Not the life I would choose.

4/29/17
a Pleaides...

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Nomad fought for a fabled gap in the skies, adrift.
Seeking solace in the unknown, a soul to uplift
The sun casts an even brighter sphere in the air.
Guiding the wanderer with a gentle flare.
Ravens fly into the void, tearing sadness apart.
Their wings, a symbol of hope,...

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Oasis
by Michael R. Burch 
 
for Beth
 
I want tears to form again
in the shriveled glands of these eyes
dried all these long years
by too much heated knowing.
 
I want tears to course down
these parched cheeks, 
to star these cracked lips
like an improbable dew
in the heart...

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Navigating nervously through our natural neighborhood, our native nest away from the noise and neon nightlights
No need for the numerous noxious normality's named nectars of necessity
Neurotic nightmares of numbers and names; knickknacks, nukes, and narrow-minded ways
Nauseating and never-ending
Noble is the nomad; nimble through the netting...

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