Best Travel Poems

Soul Travel

To travel amidst the evening stars
Forever mesmerized by their light...
As visions enter my sleepy head
I marvel my interstellar flight.

The universe is mine to explore
In...

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**"And his name was Jack"**

No one perceives what abides above the clouds. 
A giant, a harp, maybe golden eggs. 
I demand to see and feel...

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The Maltese Moon,
she draws my eyes
to shapely orb
in starlit sky
she smiles at me
with wanton grace
and spills desire
upon my face
I'm all awash
in milky glow
sacred secrets
Mine to...

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Receive
Listen
Be Still

Whispered words arriving on teardrops of the wind
They call to me
Embracing me so that I may exhale
For a moment in time

I look down to...

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“Stardust Road.”

"Soft defense is driven by my thoughts,
I vanish away into yesterday’s scenic road,
Set the mood among the dark clouds,
Wish I could go back to...

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Many eons passed on Earth, who only saw your face
Untouched your virgin body, floating there in space
Waxing, waning, gibbous, crescent, quarter, full and new
Selene the...

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I can't recall the day you left
 Empty words going west

~To The West Coast~

My love, my sweet love -- my soulmate
I will cherish our time,...

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Magnificent scenery
Ancient Architecture
Lovely lovely people
Terrific cuisine
All I wish is to return again one day

Jan Allison
31st October 2014...

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Oh, rain upon me sands of time
               with thoughts and memories...

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Standing firm 
we live 
we give 
we take 
we learn 
we strive to make sure 
each day enlightens us 
and brightens us
even as light fades...

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Son of a gun we were still young;
only 15 years gone by.
You were the first my kissing bubble to burst, 
and for you, I think...

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TRAIL OF TEARS

I've been there once,
I've been there twice
BLUE SKIES, never die!

A day of sorrow,
I can still feel the pain from yesterday,
The pain continues to...

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 ~ I - I Arrive in Glasgow ~

When I arrived in Glasgow town
I knew nary a soul
So tired I's nearly fallin' down
Yet I'd no...

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Erin Go Bragh 

At Ben Bulben’s feet Sligo stands,
The home of such creative hands
Where poet William Yeats did grow.
The Nobel Prize his poems did know.

On...

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If I had a clone
I surely would be
exuberant
flamboyant and fancyfree
I would sing and dance
for the whole world to see
aboard every single cruiseship
on every sea
I would...

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Stepping into the dance
Gently taking your hand in mine
Entering the realm of infinite possibilities
Where passion and desire breathe as one
An eternal hug
Enveloping our laughter and...

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Gleefully you and I smile from a scenic window on life
Enchanted by nightfall befriending quixotic autumn sky
Embossing crimson brushstrokes on vermilion arc
Akin to a painting...

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A whistling wheezing hamlet, whispering and emanating, tunes euphonic, 
In a remote isolated valley, far-flung from the abode of the temporal, 
Warbling quietly to whistle...

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White Devil

Call it what you want!
I call it, his favorite season hunt...
Two hoofs imprinted near the riverfront.
Echoes calling my soul with a loud, ferocious grunt.

I...

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Tea Leaves On The Bosphorus

Seated at a table by the stirring water,
My eyes absorb the shore of Asia.
Minerets and aged worn stone
Stand haphazardly along the...

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I dream of the past and days on the high seas
With no one to answer to and no one to please
Yearning for the freedom that...

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Fly to me my love

on the wings of hopes and dreams

come and be my passion

a lover's symphony

Be my guiding star light

show me all of nature's...

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Far away from this bonded crowd,
Far away from these layers of 
shroud,
Oh wings of the air glide me away,
To the world, world above the 
clouds.

To...

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What do you see
Look closer
Go from room to room
To;
The stone in the apple

Adventurous and imaginative
Into eternity or silent death
A landscape
A gentle and warm wind

Bright and...

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Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my...

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