Route Poems - Poems about Route

I'm making my way to Bulgaria I hear their moussaka is ambrosial I've tasted the Greek moussaka the one that's made with eggplant I hear that fancy Djanny Restaurant of Sunny Beach is Bulgaria's finest they favour premium potatoes I bet it'll make it worth the trip posted on March 24, 2025...

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I flew the international route Had an epiphany, no doubt Surrounded, the mix of folks Of ages, languages, life walks What if we suddenly can share One intellection, maybe pair? A story from a distant nook Earth’s wisdom, ready for a book Of money, family and love Tradition, habit thereof, How we can learn, and why we don’t? Out of indifference, we wouldn’t This plane,...

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“The strange is the inscription on the wall seen by the gifted. It’s the enigma they run from.” - Quote by Poet Losing sight of the light, Encumbered by the night, The daylight...

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Running away from dullness Sneak riding without a helmet Not caring about state rules Loving my hair blowing behind me Traveling west on Route 66 Because it has a lyrical feeling And it travels through so many states Wanting to be young one last time Left my phone at home along with a note And my pots, pans, and brooms My husband will not be...

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Right now I’ve still got all this fight in me, even as I wage war with bulletproof; I’m ready sucker punch for the knockout; Enemies try but just fall short daily, hardwired sarcasm explodes with a poof; This was never an exhibition bout. What lies deep within will not diminish, I wish this inner conflict would ease ooph! I’d gladly laugh and let...

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When Whitetails are roadkill someone must hurry (I presume they hurry), to pull the carcass off the blacktop. A dead deer makes quite the road bump. It's a sobering thought as I head along the freeway one late, and teeming night. The details of sudden death are so quickly obscured, blood swiftly swished away by the hosing storm. Is there a wreck in a ditch, shredded rubber, broken...

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La route, c’est traverser l’Amérique, mille fois, C’est un idéal, qu’on ne réalise que parce qu’on est en vie, C’est un rêve qu’on poursuit dans une voiture, C’est des montagnes qui barrent l’horizon mauve et rose. C’est résoudre des équations du troisième et quatrième degré ? La route c’est l’amour qu’on tient entre ses mains, C’est des palmiers, qu’on salue...

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Wherever you choose to go in life Wherever you travel about Whenever you get the chance… take the scenic route ...

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Temporary loss Need new plans to avert flaws To get to the top....

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I am on an Isolated Airline flight, 747 sitting in first class with my carry-on bag Looking out the window Viewing the horizon Seeing patches of clouds In the blue sky I am on my way to a town called Insanity To fill my brain with peaceful thoughts So I won’t go insane Police can’t haul me to the Garden...

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When I leave this clinic I must drive north Not south South goes past a high school Which will be letting out upon my arrival All I need is to be driving in the middle of a bunch of teens who drive like Indianapolis 500 race car drivers Playing chicken, honking, flirting, There is also road construction which means waiting. I have been...

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It was grim and gloomy Devoid of hope for freedom They were bound and thrown Into man’s maximum security After severe beating and humiliation In utter hopelessness But God was still saying something And so they did not give in to fear But chose path of prayer and praise And God who relishes the praises of His children...

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Jesus came to earth full of God's love but also full of His perfect righteousness for God's son lived a truly holy life calling His believers to show His godliness They are many who call Jesus Lord thinking their lives have pleased God but the Lord sees into every heart knows their every thought even the flawed God has a gift for a...

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Eventually, love is a hidden treasure In the deep blue sea of sweet endeavor Substantially, we are falling into pieces Once fallen apart as the wind ceases From blowing its breeze of angst and doubt… Our friendship bond — we can’t do without… From Kingdom to Kingdom, we roam in peaceful paradise We pound each other’s drums and open our eyes We pound...

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And you arrive with your pockets dumping lies Dead butterfly tattoos covering the arms Finding it modern to spend the night playing minecraft and eating french fries You arrive with your outdated verbs Your childish behavior The mouth spews unfunny jokes because the head is full of herbs You are not the best what could happen to me And maybe i'm your worst...

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