Best Traveler Poems

POTD 6th Sept 2019

When the dawn kisses the dew on all thing that grow
and that first melancholy thought, ponderous and low
questions any relevant notions to how Time flows
shattering dreams and purpose as onward it goes

~ Explain the unexplained ~

Scientific theories he questions difficult to comprehend
that...

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(Day 1)

"O Wise Raven, Sage of the Skies, tell me what you have seen from your perch set on high."

"Mortal Man, I feel no compulsion to reveal to you that which I have witnessed with mine own eyes. Nevertheless, I will relate to you all...

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A strange blue rose - alone
midst an array of clustered flowers -
a few of them her friends -
the shy violets, lovely white lilies, and bold marigolds.
In the gracious garden spot the traveler singled her out -
his gaze resting admiringly upon her.
Each day as he passed...

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Adopted animals love their humans; 
show it in many ways.  
The tiniest pet, 
revels in the harmony of its time, 
with family.

Dinky was a special hamster; 
she lived a year beyond the normal life span.  
I carried her around in my pocket and...

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On such lovely mornings
I dive into you

Fingers probing
your ebony hair

Pausing along the sexy winding
curves of your ear

Winding the sacred trail
down along your shoulder

As you lie sleeping
I am Magellan

And
You are new country......

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Traveling twisting mind streams. 
Grounded to earth that conforms to flow freely, 
Gently follows carved curved paths, 
Nothing can block its destinations track, 
Tandem in movement supportive round ripples, 
Rocks on which it rests and slides in tides, 
Glides, eddies, and tumbles, 
Calm in cool...

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Once his brown alpargata shoes trod countless miles,
imagination burst from his vivid, traveler's eyes...
He traversed valleys leading to azure mountains,
and heard a chant sung with vivacious tones.


Like the invaders of the past that built sturdy castles
on rugged hills, he intruded in those ghostly places...
expecting swift...

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I was a musketeer
Fighting to save a dying land
Soldier with a heart
Hate never disappeared
As greed and waste were in command
Tearing it apart
Armed with a sword of words
Choosing my battles, carefully
Fighting against the odds
Futility's absurd
Sheathing my sword only to flee
Left it up to God

I became a...

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each step floats above the earth as time stops
                          to give us hope

       ...

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The following words are of wisdom in prose
I tried to be careful in what words I chose
They are my own interpretations
With some small poetic alterations

When you look upon another human being
Don’t be fooled by what you are seeing
Don’t judge them by their outer skin
Rather, see...

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Modern times and politics tend to leave me cold
So I close my eyes and fantasize about the days of old
I’d travel back to Nottingham to serve the common good
And join the ranks of Little John, Friar Tuck and Robin Hood
I would be dashing and daring...

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The fractured light of day rises, so still
And I am but a part, lost in its shade
Question not the sun but the role I fill
Find reason and wonder are ready made
To follow days as a linear string
And remember it has a final end
To count rainbows...

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Abandoned are thine eyes, as they see not faces or light. Search now do they not, for there is no longer beauty in sight. The shapes of the world blur together, left now are no distinguishing lines. Only hues of greys lay before him, contrasting...

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As I turn to look back,
my eyes see the rough roads traveled
I know how long and dark their path.
Along their edges were flickering fires,
kept burning by those who stayed,
craving warmth and comfort over the unknown.
It's the unknown where I turned my collar up,
to still the...

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   Mind Traveler Passion

with kisses from her knee to hip,
trembling fingers gently slip,
and damp is the night,
a sweet erotic sight,
when his tongue begins to dip,
she trembles with delight.



And there upon the mist 
The homely figure raves 
On melting wax of passion 
Two lovers...

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