Passport Poems - Poems about Passport

Separated by a passport and 8000 miles - An Acrostic Sonnet

Calling over a blurry video,
As much emotion as static would allow,
Natheless I knew you missed me; your kiddo
I can see it in your eyes and wrinkles now.

Ever since I boarded the plane for distant lands,
Venturing zealously for a better life
Excitement eclipsed the price of my plans;
Repenting now I didn’t kiss goodbye.

Recalling sweat and all the

Weight of Wanderlust

©Dr. Jamuel Yaw Asare 
(Dreams Deferred, Destinations Denied)


Passports once filled with hope and dreams, now gather dust and tears.

The allure of distant lands and new horizons beckoned,
But the harsh realities of a world not made for us awaited

Visas denied, borders closed, and doors slammed shut.

The fortunate few who made it out faced storms and rough

Revoke Her Passport

There's a passport I would like to revoke
from one person who thinks it's a joke
to repeatedly make fun of fellow writers.
Like a pugilist, she calls us 'prizefighters.'

What harm if we enjoy entering contests?
That doesn't prove whose poetry is best
because one person's opinion has weight
and another says it's open for debate.

If she's trying to deflate anyone's

My Poetry Passport

Since I was blessed to land here,
One matures…….as a young deer.
To be popular, is not my desire.
But to grow in desire, for poetry’s fire.
To be above all, graced with humility.
Do I try new forms in a mad frenzy?
For me, that simply…is not my style.
Truth, beauty, but never high profile!
The rain kisses the earth, as I

Poetry As Passport

Everything appearing as nothing..

Obviously the reverse of

Nothing appearing as everything..

In their turn

Each seems to propose a source..

Language seems to have

Source talk embedded..and cannot

Capture the paradox of what is

Unexplainably

Simultaneous..

Poetry may be the passport...

Visa On My Green Passport

Time and chance happened 
                                to me
             Opportunity came knocking
  

I Am a Book

I Am A Book
By David J Walker

I am a book of Unread pages
I am a book

	I am a book Written in stages  in
A travel log On a road called Time
With the foreign stamps Of Passport Ministers
Checking my credentials along the way
I am a book

I am a book Of unread scripture
With the lectures on faith

The Ship Is Sailing

The Ship is Sailing
By David J Walker

The ship is sailing
And there is no going back
the shore you were sure of
Is further away 

The ship is sailing 
Under the flags of
Gods at odds over 
Control of
Wind and sea 

The ship is sailing 
And the day to day 
Is the same as same 
So the sane read

My Passport

In my dream, I lost my passport;
I was searching high and low
Though it wasn’t clear exactly where
I was supposed to go.

I was frantic as I rooted
Through my bag with all its stuff
As the line was inching forward
And I knew I couldn’t bluff.

But at last, I seemed to find it,
Zip-lock baggied, buried deep,
So I stuck it

Stamps

Stamps, perforated passport squares,
Took me oft where I wished to be
On my own low budget world tour
Warm, safely tucked in dad’s armchair.

I loved to dream in dad’s warm chair
A young wallflower who would dare
Brave adventures safe in my head
Free from boldness, courage, and dread.

Flipping album pages happily,
On safari in Kenyan lands
Lions and leaping gazelles roamed

The Passport

The Passport

Sometimes we think people and our significant others are going to be our passports,
Passports to love, passports to happiness, 
Passports to the beginning of families that we may have always craved,
or lives we always imagined in distant countries
passports to new experiences and
emotions we may have never felt.

Instead we find them to be passports to

Virgin Passport

she is

you are

going to be
the one that
sees me for
the first time
setting foot
on South
American
soil and i
didn't do it
for mankind
but for myself

Liberal Passport

-What are here?
Nothing. Only alphabets
-Aren’t alphabets anything?

-What are here? 
Nothing. Only words
-Aren’t words anything?

-What are here? 
Nothing. Only sentences
-Aren’t sentences anything?

-What are here?
Nothing. Oh! Only poetic expressions
-Aren’t poetic expressions anything?

-Who are they?
None. Oh! Only poets and poetesses 
-Aren’t poets ad poetesses none?

-Please, let me live into this perpetual planet 
No; you’ve no liberal passport
-Do I

Passport

Excuse me sir ,said the Security at the Airport.
Can you Please show me the Passport.
Have you ever thought of a Passport.
Who are you without a Passport.
Like an alien without a Passport.
Like a criminal without a Passport.
Why can not we walk without a Passport.
Why can not we meet without a Passport.
I am thinking of the one

Passport

"PASSPORT"


Passport to Freedom Baby Shooting Star Released

(Lovejoy-Burton/ 2018 Jan)

1.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zA_lhbPVDi4

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