Best Wanders Poems

I love to let my mind wander in the morning…while I walk the streets alone…
I never know where it will lead me…you might say my mind has a mind of its own.

Sometimes it leads to my friends, my children, my grandchildren…my wife.
other times it leads...

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      In me, dwells therein a pilgrim soul.
      Always on the move and on the go.
      It growls, with a very strong voice:
      “Do not...

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Decided to write about the ills of the world.

Perhaps I'd need a bigger forum

for such a vast undertaking.

Now let me see, where should I start,

with the Neanderthals?

Well, methinks nothing much has changed

since we became “civilized”.

Wow! That was quite a stretch,

The word civilized is open to...

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At midnight each Halloween
scary scenes fill nightmare dreams.
And evil wanders unseen
lurking near the sound of screams.

Stepping outside of the box
I pondered on the undead.
And why zombies take these walks
filling hearts with fear and dread.

Freed from their graves, they're hidden
amidst the shadows of light.
And dine upon...

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It is dark and the sky
is alight with stars,
they twinkle innocently;
secretly carrying their own
wishes that were cast upon
them by passing tongues of
children and adults alike.
The moon shines even brighter
still, it gives all life a 
pearl glow in the absence of
the hidden sun.
A breeze blows making...

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AS  THE CHOSEN WANDERS



                    MORTALS ALLEGE OWNERSHIP OF PURE KNOWLEDGE
               ...

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I leave alone tonight,
drown by odd lamenting desire
to embrace sea cliff ,
a lonely child of the south,
only luna is my witness,
and some fluttering hope!

While I am drinking 
fluids of heavenly fondness,
I am grasping feeble dreams,
I am offering my hands,
restless soul endeavor 
to join undying stars!...

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A little boy from the city
down on the farm for a day
wanders away 

to look at the sheep
and finds a bull 
penned up to go 

to the county fair.
The boy loves  
the big Texas Longhorn 

quietly eating his hay.
The boy smiles at him
admires his...

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Wildcat
wanders about
among the wildflowers
searching for a tasty rabbit
hungry
 

2-12-2020
Modern OR Traditional Cinquain Poetry Contest
William Kekaula...

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Decided to write about the ills of the world.
Perhaps I'd need a bigger forum
for such a vast undertaking.
Now let me see, where should I start,
with the Neanderthals?
Well, methinks nothing much has changed
since we became “civilized”.
Wow! That was quite a stretch,
The word civilized is open to...

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My mind wanders
    o'er the firmament
  and the seven seas

  Whether or not
    it moves me

  My thoughts form and 
    dissolve... reform
  in kaleidoscopic fashion

  Some display more, some less
...

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Alone wanders
The white heron
And picks pathways
Through streams wending

A peculiar kind of a bird is he,
Who looks like some sort of bird-bush
(or tree)
And perhaps he goes
And feeds at God’s knee,

Does he…

7/12/2019...

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Sunshine cascades
Through a cloudless sky
Winter chill fades
As Spring draws nigh

New buds are sprouting
As the lilacs prepare
The snowmen are pouting
As they melt everywhere

The fresh air so crisp
Trees turning green
Snow's now just a wisp
Barely part of the scene

Fields are alive
Wildflowers in bloom
Folks eagerly strive
To forget Winter's gloom





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The dream wanders far afield,
in search of a kindred tribe
that to cynics does not yield,
by princely sums not bribed. 

Far and wide, it sees many a face
that it can scarce recognize,
specimens of a hybrid race
born of wanton compromise. 

Oh where can it be, it wonders,
the...

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The Empty Scrolls of Time: A lament for the Unlearned
(The boy who regrets not valuing education)
~Jamuel Yaw Asare 

Kofi’s eyes once gleamed with mischief and wonder, but now they dimly reflect the what-ifs and if-onlys that haunt him. He wanders through days like a traveler...

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