Best Peregrinations Poems

Villanelle : Nations barely survive the turbulence of international events

Nations barely survive the turbulence of international events
Yet end up like interpersonal relations with other nations
Nations rise and fall yet some hardly ever merit compliments

What great Luxuor grandeur falls now to Egyptian peasants
The glory of five...

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I scan the skies as vapor sails,
made wide by distance, destinations
guessed at, criss-cross trails
of global peregrinations;
two of thousands flying high
'til touchdown, from a roaring to a sigh. 

Time and separation matter not,
our spirits meld where'er we land,
cities mysterious and grand,
we simmer in a melting pot.
In...

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I scan the skies as vapor sails,
made wide by distance, destinations
guessed at, criss-cross trails
of global peregrinations;
two of thousands flying high
'til touchdown, from a roaring to a sigh. 

Time and separation matter not,
our spirits meld where'er we land,
cities mysterious and grand,
we simmer in a melting pot.
In...

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We scan the skies as vapor sails,
made wide by distance, destinations
guessed at, criss-cross trails
of global peregrinations;
two of thousands flying high
'til touchdown, from a roaring to a sigh. 

Time and separation matter not,
our spirits meld where'er we land,
cities mysterious and grand,
we simmer in a melting pot.
In...

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When the cows come home to roost,
	or the crows are grazing grass,
It’s time I wrote a rhyme,
	until yesterday returns to pass!
If bats in the belfry stay sleeping,
	until the clock strikes the noon of day,
Tis then the ghouls awaken,
	keeping to their regular, natural way.

If fish in...

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Toast of the country
from coast to coast
drinking in the adulation
  the songstress drowned 
  in her peregrinations...

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...inspired by 'With a Photograph to Zell' by Hart Crane
 

We scan the skies as vapor sails,
made wide by distance, destinations
guessed at, criss-cross trails
of global peregrinations;
two of thousands flying high
'til touchdown, from a roaring to a sigh. 

Time and separation matter not,
our spirits meld where'er...

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I scan the skies as vapor sails,
made wide by distance, destinations
guessed at, criss-cross trails
of global peregrinations;
two of thousands flying high
'til touchdown, from a roaring to a sigh. 

Time and separation matter not,
our spirits meld where'er we land,
cities mysterious and grand,
we simmer in a melting pot.
In...

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Collateral Mysteries 
By John Herlihy

Take me into the ravishing world 
Of collateral mysteries,
As elusive as anything in the Golden Age
Of recorded histories.
Take me into the unknown world
Of the mystical sage,
As invisibly wise as anything unveiled
In the Primordial Age.

We claim to have proven knowledge when we...

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The question itself begs interpretation,
The word 'where' concealing so many implications
  Is this 'where' a physical place, or state of mind?
  Perhaps it's with a higher consciousness aligned?

Boston, London, Paris, or Rome? Cairo, Lisbon, Moscow, or Gnome?
Were you abroad? Were you at sea?...

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...inspired by 'With a Photograph to Zell'
   by Hart Crane.  


We scan the skies as vapor sails,
made wide by distance, destinations
guessed at, criss-cross trails
of global peregrinations;
two of thousands flying high
'til touchdown, from a roaring to a sigh. 

Time and separation matter not,
our...

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I scan the skies as vapor sails,
made wide by distance, destinations
guessed at, criss-cross trails
of global peregrinations;
two of thousands flying high
'til touchdown, from a roaring to a sigh. 

Time and separation matter not,
our spirits meld where'er we land,
cities mysterious and grand,
we simmer in a melting pot.
In...

Continue reading...

...inspired by 'With a Photograph to Zell'
   by Hart Crane.  


We scan the skies as vapor sails,
made wide by distance, destinations
guessed at, criss-cross trails
of global peregrinations;
two of thousands flying high
'til touchdown, from a roaring to a sigh. 

Time and separation matter not,
our...

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Explorations of cerebral fascination
  Devilish ideas' mutated peregrinations
Spirited inhalations of tribal incantations
  Torso-twisting through saucy peregrinations

Whilst the grimy sesame toast's torn asunder
  Swashbuckling seafarers burble and blunder
Through Deli Yammer's roasted pickle bars de-acidified
  n Arm n Hammer's blue-cabbage-power shake de-histified

If you...

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Leaving the spotlight to others
   Not insisting on your druthers

Accepting your physical limitations
   Part of life's peregrinations

Stopping to smell all the roses
   Reveling in what fine prose is

Staying in touch with every dear friend
   Living each day...

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