Best On The Road Poems

Nothing ventured
Nothing gained
If you’re giving up
Then tell me, who’s to blame

The road’s ahead 
Time is now
Make that change
You’ve been dreaming of

Open up your heart doors
And set your soul free
Feel the inspiration
The sunshine and breeze

Whatever it takes
However, life goes
Give it all the love inside of you
Believe you’ll achieve your goals

And if you have to rise to...

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gift of one’s soul
poor poet such wealth
time to hit the road

reflection
dew drop prism
spider weaves

lazy river
silvery moon
image

time
left behind
headstone

 © Harry J Horsman 2021...

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The Holy Land

The butchers slab of Hell, of Christian and Infidel.
Swords slash and cut lose the soul, fear! not 
conscience pays the toll. And yet with battles
endless plight, the cut and thrust, ferocious might.
For all the dark one ray of light, that gentle kiss 
one moonlit night.
Antioch, no quarter asked no quarter given, the
sword from...

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I was on the road to Vezalay, for Richard and his
quest. All the Christian knights would gather from
countries east and west. The papal hordes would
vindicate, and our swords and banners blessed.
As I walked the woods of Avalon, in peace and
serenity. By a stream in the shade, a vision came 
to me. There she stood before...

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Now as you turn the next page
It don't get better with age 
Or so it's been told
But you still hope to find 
All the dreams left behind
On the road

One thing that life has taught you
All those things that you ought to
Can't be bought or sold
And though you keep on trying
All your dreams lay there dying...

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“Pictures could not be accessories to the story – evidence – they had to contain the story within the frame; the best picture contained a whole war within one frame”. Tatjana Soli, The Lotus Eaters

“There is a widespread belief – one with no historical or grammatical foundation -  that it is an error to...

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old car on the road
still toughing it out bravely
defying the odds...

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I met a spicy young lassie
on the road from Banff to Buckie
Her eyes were full of sparkle.
I thought I might get lucky.
Polite chit chat over cola.
With a nip of apricot brandy.
Her demeanor and wit quite trendy
yet, keeping composure handy.

The short of my story is this. 
I married that lass in the spring.
Her eyes are still...

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ON THE ROAD TO DAMASCUS
By Roy Merritt
(A Humorous take on the life of the Apostle Paul)

I was on the road to Damascus to give them Christians hell
I was on the road to Damascus and never had I failed
I was on the road to Damascus when suddenly struck blind
I was on my way to Damascus I...

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It was on the road to Damascus 
When suddenly I was struck
It wasn’t a damascene moment
Just a great big pick up truck...

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Just having some fun

The taxes are coming but I am broke
No food to eat but some porridge and soup 
It seems that life right now is very hard
Now I am on the road to the poorhouse

The roof is in sore need of much repair
The pots I need are more then's in this shack
The porch now...

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An Echo Poem by Neethu Panicker and Brian Johnston

WHY DOES IT HURT?
 
Why does it hurt,
When you whisper “Good-bye Love?”
Why does it hurt,
When you don’t sigh “Oh Hi Love?”
 
Why does it hurt,
When you say “You are my friend?”
Why does it hurt,
When I dream “You’re my best friend?”
 
Why does it hurt,
When you are “gone...

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A nice veneer
Looking solid and good;
Termites devour within


Life hazards
Venture bleeding;
More vitamin M needed


Business failure
Shocking casualties;
Bankrupted parties


Spice can smell nice
But nice can tell lies;
Sometimes a vice


Impressive bungalow
Sporty car;
Heavy in debt woes


Sad but true
Vanity masquerades;
Not the real thing


Newspaper headlines
Scandal and heartbreak;
I feel sad for you


Regrets fester
Like gangrene;
Amputate the trash


Eye witness here
I watch you tumble;
Helpless to help


Impressive life
Career...

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On the road again, just like dear old Willy Nelson
Methinks it's time to settle down, it's really hard on my melon
Time to put down roots
Put away my boots
And enjoy the attention of my loving sweet harem...

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On the Road.

The coach from Lisbon to Madrid took about eight hours 
it left at eleven at night; it was full and I had the misfortune 
sitting beside a huge, black Arab who sat talking to himself
when not talking into his mobile phone. 
The bus arrived at six in the morning – one hour difference
between...

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