Short World Traveler Poems

Short World Traveler Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about World Traveler by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about World Traveler by length and keyword.


Premium Member Tales by the score

My uncle the world traveler.
Wise and eccentric as he may be.
Always a story to tell.



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Form: Other


Premium Member River Song

Flowing river of silver light; play your eternal song. World traveler on a mission; quench the thirst of many souls. Endearing river, sign your name upon this aging, sun parched Earth.
Form: Sijo

Premium Member World Traveler

I’ve travelled the world Inside a tin can Nearly even drowned Several times and I’ve seen many things. I’ve paid no fare Nor bought tickets It was all free And I loved it. Though I was Not loved by Anyone. I am Just a Bug.

10am

walking into
the lobby of
my doctor's
office

wearing a t
shirt that reads
Vegetative State
Athletic Dept.

becoming one
with the crowd
realizing how
i'm just one

of the crowd
magna cum laude
world traveler now
postal worker of

course what else
could i be other
than just another
nut that has

rolled far from
the family tree
Form:

Any Hobbies

I am good today
Things are busy
Classes are a little frustrating
But generally good.

How about you my friends?
Do you have any hobbies?
What are they?

I would like to be a great lover
I want to live in my poetry forever
I would like to be world traveler
I want to be a good friend
I want to talk to the world
I don't want to be
The End...
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member I implore you to help me

shed fur from a silver unicorn is imperative for my potion
must be from an older seasoned unicorn, a world traveler
without this, the elixir will not give clairaudience to the drinker.
I also beg you to help me locate a seed from a baby boo pumpkin
I know it will not be easy, but easy does not enter into this equation
the drinker needs autumn emotions provided by this baby boo seed
so he can anticipate and appreciate winter

Premium Member Lost

I once knew a boy,
without guile and innocent.
We milked the cow
 and goats together,
and as we worked,
we made up stories
of the secret life
of the cow,
and how
she was a sort of
super hero,
a bovine 007,
world traveler,
when we weren't
watching her.
Then one day,
the boy disappeared.
Perhaps,
some synapse
short circuited,
or some
unspoken incident.
Some one else
was in his place.
Abducted, possessed?
I never saw the boy
again.

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