Short Travellers Poems

Takla Makan
travellers on the Silk Road
wanting oasis...

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Passport control
Angels scrutinize
For invalid documents
While weary travellers wait
At heaven’s door....

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In time 
we are all travellers 
in one way or another
either born losers,
or born winners;
however, not that easy to claim 
we are not sinners
...

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I wonder where messages go,
like travellers lost in the snow,
all night and all day, 
they're sent and they stray, 
so did you just get my hello?

written 7th May for Brian's contest...

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They still label us as gipsies and tinkers

but it is them with the blinkers

everyone is a migrant

and our culture is vibrant

let us not forget about Treblinka


23rd February 2021...

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Winter morning, darkness clings with angelic might
Its moonlight respendently glows
Guiding wayward travellers safely home
Sunlight, rested, ready, Its brethren orb weary
Hands dutifully the baton 
Solar strength summoned, bringing comfort home
...

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Transient home full of visitors!
A highway flooded by travellers!
A major platform staged by performers!

Nobody owns it
Nobody overstays their welcome 
It is the "No man's Life"

Just do your best,  make the most of it with little or no regrets!!!!...

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The mountain stands.
so tall and high.
Silhouetted by the morning sky.
Children laugh.
Children play.
Travellers go on their way.
Clouds gather at its peak .
Golden treasure is what they seek.
As it moves at the dawn.
The glorious sun and the mountain.
Below....

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I asked all the wrong people
To love me
To cherish me
For they were only travellers
And stopped at a garden like me
Intrigued by my flowers
And I loved them all equally 
Not knowing,
They will just pluck my flowers 
And leave me more broken 
Than I already was...

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I shift my mind
through the wild trajectories
of life
I often feel I have turned the corner
refusing to the titterings of despair
I cannot hold back the spring
the snowman is no more
I must welcome summer
and hear the voices chattering
of travellers tales
from their dust bone journeys...

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They say,
“If marriage is a boat, 
then many of us are in the same boat!”
Well, who steers the ship?
Don’t mention it is “Fate”,
Then, in case of evacuation
all travellers will need 
a huge siphon or gate, 
In that case, 
it will be a common concern
yes, but
what if the fate sits on its stern?...

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tracing lines on the syntax
          grammar cascades down resonant folds

hand over hand
   mishandled hands lost grip on the handholds

travelling through time diagonally and sideways

found by no one for infinity of days
                                  lost for never 
yet at the same time always

GONE...

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birth and death bookend our lives
how we spent intervening years at our disposal
might be shaped along the way
by our experiences
what importance we place on each incident
thoughts we encountered
through each word
are united with our fellow travellers
or repelled 

cultivating a garden 
of weeds
or flowers
life is a garden
...

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Despise the tendrils as they wrap my face
Sunlight spills across the weeping grass
Forgetting eyes that dimly stand as witness
The untouched line that offers travellers hope
And laughs
always beyond their reach
The bastard sun that tilts its whim
And keeps me here once more
Dreaming of the no tomorrow
while today reeks its wraith...

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NIGHT ARRIVES.

Night arrives at the sunset
Bringing relief to tortured souls
Lost travellers on life’s journey
Tired like wounded feebled folks.

 It sends its physician, the sleep 
To enchant sufferings into a lull
Soothing embalming painful stripes
 There releasing souls into easeful zest.
And then
Beyond cure into some temporary rest...

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baby, Baby
Love
me maybe
save me
baby
baby, baby
lonely
lady
Baby
baby
no ones baby
baby
I
miss that greatly
travellers
of my heart
tread
safely
Baby
baby
means nothing lately
Baby
baby
Don’t let my strength
escape me, from the damage
that
was baby
baby, baby
blatant disregard
for your baby
Now I will 
 never trust 
again
to be
anyone’s 
baby...

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Listen to poem:

Wise you be, oh pink owl of the heavens,

Your glow guides the travellers, to and fro,

Eyes forever with your blessed presence,

Pour out mysteries in your pinkish glow,

Prize felt by your ever flowing essence,

More than any former star ever throw,



Be a challenge that adorn a night sky,
See that none would be like your nebulae.


Date:06/13/2019...

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The Travellers Promise

I will wander from the path
enter the wild wood
deliberate in that great unknown
Not ever look back
draw my fingers over kind bark
inhale a thousand things
and thread there lightly 
in silent respect 
Listening carefully 
to the breath, the song of the wind
I will fear no shadows 
or long forgotten histories
nor change my way 
nor alter course 
nor regret...

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Starship Coffee Shop


     Passengers in the Starship Coffee Shop

     Each seated in their alloted place.

     Every table a local perturbation

     In the fabric of time and space


     In relative isolation the travellers

     Move silently through hyperspace.

     Each hand held cell phone a universe,

     A worm hole to another place.


       Barry Stebbings
        10/08/2017...

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Weekend Commute

I dissolved into grey crowds
Flooding Londons underground,
Loosing my identity in the flow,
Swimming with currents,
Counter cultural, guttural,
Warmed by the sight,
Of many travellers,
Taking their luggage,
For constitutional walks.

@Andrew Carnegie, Post Paddington, 7th Jan 2017


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The autumn leaves scattered along the road
Draw the eyes to a misty foggy night
Blurred in the shadows a scary abode
Too misty for travellers in the night 
Before the daybreak when the mist explodes
Just when thickness surrounds wrapping so tight
There comes forth a gallant horseman to lead
Mortality freed, immortality concede 

Finis'
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Contest: Through The Mist
Poet: Sara Kendrick
August 24,2014...

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Volcanic Ash




                                               melted golden ash 
                                        rose to mould the travellers 
                                                in search of nature 

                                      
                                                 February 1, 2016
                                                      Haiku 101
                                                 Sponsor:Nathan D...

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