Short Wanderlust Poems
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Artist Arthur Hughes
decided prelim sketces not to use
He followed the style of a mentor
'til wanderlust came to the door
man marries to moor
stung by the wanderlust bug
returns home to roost
~Senryu contest by Mick Talbot
Café au lait and croissant.
Dreamy visions of Paris by the Seine.
I close my wanderlust eyes.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2026
Perfect teeth, your lips that are always blessing,
Wanderlust that always stops short of leaving
Moss-green eyes that always spin sparkling myst’ries
Once were my treasures
Windmills of wanderlust
hope cycles of reunion
across the sky
wide and far
Resolution, Patience, Homecoming
signs of the seasons
holding us forgiven
another chance at Love
A Wanderlust Cerebral
A circuit 'round a star
Home of the "Ever Homeless"
Whom else could care to own less
A course that's never ended
of spirit-bliss unbarred
.
early morn' espresso sanity
more than clouds in my caffè,
musings' sugared cuppa fancy
atop frothy dreamt wanderlust
& places to visit, people to read,
percolating poetic joie de vivre
Nature Wakes
Earth turns
Each day dawns anew
Memories enhance views
Time
Inexorably weathers and wethers
Why wonders
When nears
Where changes wanderlust
Satisfaction soothes
Together triumphs
Portable expect address
Editable expect format
Voluble expect wanderlust
Valuable expect creating
Encircle expect surface
Audible expect resonant
Provable expect testimonial
Dreamable expect memory
Beyond the sand dunes the ocean lies
framed by lush Ammophila grass;
Soft breeze caressing your skin
harnesses you for life;
Pooling a deep love
for what’s boundless;
Wanderlust
enthralls
you.
burning desire to experience world
traveller, path forgotten
a free spirit set loose
Date written 21 March 2019
Contest -Writing Challenge 4, March 2019- Kimo- Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Dear Heart
Westward wanderlust,
Wagon waltzes with Winter wine,
White watercolor walleye, windy-wallop.
Wading where wafers wage war,
Where warmth wanes without warning.
Wary whispers; weather will weather, whatnot.
A wanderlust that doth unfold
of tales heard
of tales told
of yonder there when i was old
to ye
to see
to be in awe for ever more
to rest rest thy bones upon a shore
and whisper in the wind
that i am home
Form:
The ties of time and tide bestride
the man who leads a life confined
by clock and compass.
He who treasures earthly pleasures
worldly-wide has a better measure of his soul
than time or tide could e'er provide.
The ties of time and tide bestride
the man who is confined
by clock and compass.
He who treasures earthly pleasures
worldly-wide has a better measure of his soul
than time or tide could e'er provide.
The ties of time and tide bestride
the man who leads a life confined
by clock and compass.
He who treasures earthly pleasures
worldly-wide has a better measure of his soul
than time or tide could e'er provide.
Not knowing why
We still join rat race,
In wanderlust
We add one more face,
Post many births
Gained we’d a good house,
Left it foul oh
With our wicked grace!
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Free verse |03.05.2022|
Wanderlust could find my
eternal love.
In the deep blue sky,
stars of the mystery land entered
my dusky eyes...
Zoning out into the blank space
-the greatest black hole;
could be my path
"to the parallel universe."
It seems forever, you've been gone
I lay alone and ponder;
does absence truly make
the heart, inevitably fonder?
Yet here I wait in loneliness
as you are way off yonder,
pursuing that which makes
your heart, inevitably wander
I often feel a wanderlust,
Within my soul today,
To wander, wild and fancy free,
As in that bygone age,
When home and friends,
And bed and board
Were where I chanced to be--
When I was bubbling full of life,
And life was full of me.
Form:
DEEP LOVE
alongside
reputation
shattered
in meticulous
focus
a hazard
embroidered
consciously
inspiration
endless
encroaching
on the wanderlust
catalysing
the passionate
it merited.
abstracted
realities
easily
distracted
In tapestries' time
Age we must
Each thread sublime
Mirrors reflect stardust
Great journey thread
Age has wanderlust
All principles fled
Eternity soon chimes
He's there dead
First attempt at POI
"WOW Love"
Who works wonders as my "honey-poo"?
What words whispered what would I do
When wild wanderlust pampers me anew
Where waves wallow he comforts my view
Why whimsical wings bring me WOW Love so true.
*For Harry Horsman's 5 W's Contest ...
A highway of regret…
an avenue of denial
A boulevard of hopes and dreams
where footsteps have defiled
A thoroughfare of wanton time
each choice a dead end road
In fated plundered wanderlust
—dark alleyways of stone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)
She was born with wings
Hiking boots and inklings
Urges to run out and explore
She just couldn't ignore
The gnawing curiosity
That grew with ferocity
A tomboy with *****
Uncovering stories to debunk
Wanderlust with a mission
Of the noblest ambition
AP: 2nd place 2025