Wayfaring Poems - Poems about Wayfaring

The sea stretches across a vast expanse Blue and white, do the waves prance As a boat struggles to stay afloat When the waves draw themselves to their height entire The folks crouch down and say oh sire! Spare us of your wrath For sinners and saints are we And by every decree Shall we adhere to our values With a...

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A poor, wayfaring man of grief is good enough for me, Because he lives the way he gives, without pomposity, He gives the way he grieves for us, and leaves for us, to ride, A ticket for a train or bus, without a shifting side. Our path and pick will do the trick, to ride the righteous wind, For there,...

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A poor, wayfaring man of grief, has shared his truth with me, For he has walked the winding road of life's great mystery, Behold, the man, the truth at last, is ready to be shared, His message is for one and all, his banquet is prepared. The happiness, that people seek, is not a faster pace, Our emptiness, may reach...

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A poor, wayfaring man of grief, Is humble and serene, As we display, a brand new leaf, He celebrates the scene. He knows the name of everyone, Who stops to say hello, Because, He radiates the sun, And purifies the snow. He rains upon the famished earth, A warm and welcome shower, Because, He knows, a humble birth, Reflects, a higher power. His treasure is a broken...

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A poor, wayfaring man of grief, May struggle as it seems, To walk the road of disbelief, And snuggle with his dreams. Although alone and feeling low, He does his very best, To edify the ones who know, The meaning of his quest. Although he soars above the crowd, To catch the morning sun, He hides behind the glory cloud, Until his day is done. He...

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"The evidence of yesterday, Is what we disallow, The future is a better way, To live our lives right now." ------------------------------ A poor, wayfaring man of grief, Hath passed me on my way, And though I stood in disbelief, He stood in disarray. I felt some need to comfort him, To share his heavy load, And yet, my fate was also grim, And mutual, our road. I...

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He’s a conniving, wayfaring vagabond Roaming around with nary a bond He was a delight Casanova all night Many women became totally fond....

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Ecological Wanderings boggle the mind, But inspire new hope. On the boundary, We mingle with new species, Those yet to be born. Our patience is tried, Wanting quick evolution. We can only wait. Our tentative steps, Venturing through the peat bogs Get mired in the muck. Real dangers are felt, Earthly forces pull us down. But we must still move. "We should not be here!", We protest in...

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Wayfaring heart please let me be Wanderlust inside of me Dreams of days upon the sea Wayfaring heart please let me be Longing to go back to Kingston once more Walk along the sun drenched shore Watch the horizon at the break of dawn Spend a few days in Old San Juan Wayfaring heart I still miss those days When time stood still for...

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