Life Wanderlust Poems

Souls borne on wanderlust winds 
Never their wandering fate rescind.
They wander like winds throughout their lives 
Enslaved to adventure for which they strive.
Living life on...

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You squealed with six-year-old delight as I wriggled from Hilda’s belly. 
I was a runt, the first of five pups who, with our eyes closed,...

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I'm miles from where I was, lost at times in wanderlust
As time moves on, it carries me past no memories unjust
A beautiful disaster moving at...

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“Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.”      ...

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You’ve not encountered either in a while;
you may not have described yourselves as close.
On social, it is easy to revile,
to Monday quarterback, to diagnose.

From outside,...

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I was awakening from my dreams, in search of an orangey sun,
As dreamers had always done, since warm vibrancy of day one.

I was emerging from...

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Wanderlust grows with the silence in a woods of snow.
As I look beyond my window,
Mounds fall from weighed branches,
Ice melts from power lines that my...

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She went to Africa in January, and loved the tigers and the elephants too.
By February she had left the cape and had headed to Timbuktu.
A...

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Beckoning
by Michael R. Burch 
 
Yesterday the wind whispered my name
while the blazing locks
of her rampant mane
lay heavy on mine.
And yesterday
I saw the way
the wind...

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burning desire to experience world 
 traveller, path forgotten 
 a free spirit set loose 

Date written 21 March 2019

Contest -Writing Challenge 4, March 2019-...

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Wanderlust welled
within my heart at early age
spirit smothered by small towns
and even smaller spaces
for my hopes, dreams, expectations

So I traveled far, searching
for a place with...

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vagabonds intone
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I travel to quench my thirst
To break away from everything I know
In an attempt to meet a different sun

And to finally feel the snow

I travel...

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Oh, the winsome winds of change are blowing,

Filling the sails of hope with a billowing, fair and free,

And carrying intoxicating scents - spiritual sprites divine...

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I've been thinking 'bout the badlands, and about the girls I left,
Just ponderin' over troubles I ain't made just yet.
Don't seem to be too much...

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