Travel Poems
#travel
Travel poems, poetry about travelling and exploring the world. Poems about our human desire for adventure and exploration. Through travel, we explore and learn about the world, and ourselves. Poetry about encountering different cultures, taking on new challenges, and meeting people with very different lives to our own.
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
1st Mar 2025 3:04pm
1st Mar 2025 3:04pm
Finding Love at the Waffle House
The Waffle House on the outskirts of Lebanon, MO, exudes an unmistakable aroma of sizzling bacon and fresh coffee that seems to hang in the air like a comforting cloud. This quaint establishment features vinyl booths in shades of fading turquoise and a counter worn smooth by the countless elbows of truckers, tourists, and townsfolk that have propped there over the years. The linoleum floor, a checkerboard of black and white squares, bears the scuffs and marks of time and the shuffling feet of daily patrons.
Maggie, a 42-year-old waitress, glides through the diner with practiced...
Maggie, a 42-year-old waitress, glides through the diner with practiced...
#coffee
#sex
#travel
111 reads
1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 4:52pm
28th Feb 2025 4:52pm
Earth Heart
Beneath the world's great surface
far from the sky's embrace.
Two hearts embark on journey's path
in Earth's secret place.
Hand in hand, they venture deep,
where shadows softly fall.
Through subterranean labyrinths,
they boldly forge ahead.
With every turn a new delight by curiosity led.
A voyage to the center of the earth (or heart)
marks a tale both rare and fine.
Rising to the daylight,
hearts enriched and bright.
Memories of their journey spark
like a lantern in the night.
In Earth's deep...
far from the sky's embrace.
Two hearts embark on journey's path
in Earth's secret place.
Hand in hand, they venture deep,
where shadows softly fall.
Through subterranean labyrinths,
they boldly forge ahead.
With every turn a new delight by curiosity led.
A voyage to the center of the earth (or heart)
marks a tale both rare and fine.
Rising to the daylight,
hearts enriched and bright.
Memories of their journey spark
like a lantern in the night.
In Earth's deep...
#boyfriend
#courage
#love
#passion
#travel
111 reads
12 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 5:12pm
25th Feb 2025 5:12pm
Knowing Wrong From Wright!
When
i
think
of
flight
I
think
of
the
brothers
Wright
They
weren't
to
wrong!
by Jemia
i
think
of
flight
I
think
of
the
brothers
Wright
They
weren't
to
wrong!
by Jemia
#historical
#LifeAsAWriter
#travel
43 reads
0 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 3:50am
19th Feb 2025 3:50am
Miami!
Calle Ocho
Look a roacho
it must be Miami!
teeming with humanity
cut with a knife humidity
Miami it must be
La la
Mama Mia!
Santeria!
In the canals the dead goats float
Out in the bay
on any given day
square grouper are afloat
See them from your speeding boat
A penthouse on Brickell Ave
Big bucks you must have
or else it's Kendall Drive for you
Yikes, that's me! what can I do?
Oh, neato
another mosquito
soon you'll have no blood
Will Miami be here
in another year ...
Look a roacho
it must be Miami!
teeming with humanity
cut with a knife humidity
Miami it must be
La la
Mama Mia!
Santeria!
In the canals the dead goats float
Out in the bay
on any given day
square grouper are afloat
See them from your speeding boat
A penthouse on Brickell Ave
Big bucks you must have
or else it's Kendall Drive for you
Yikes, that's me! what can I do?
Oh, neato
another mosquito
soon you'll have no blood
Will Miami be here
in another year ...
#nostalgia
#travel
70 reads
3 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 7:49pm
18th Feb 2025 7:49pm
Trip to Barcelona
They were standing nearby a rock;
It was a sunny day.
And she had thought,
It would be a very good day to soak up the sun;
They had arrived there by train.
And he had told her,
That they might see a black pig,
Because they were frequent on that place;
«They are very fierce and territorial.»
He had told her;
So time after time,
She turned her head on both sides,
To see the black pig;
It was very quiet,
And even though,
There was a street nearby them,
No cars passed;
They were smoking cigarettes,
And not...
It was a sunny day.
And she had thought,
It would be a very good day to soak up the sun;
They had arrived there by train.
And he had told her,
That they might see a black pig,
Because they were frequent on that place;
«They are very fierce and territorial.»
He had told her;
So time after time,
She turned her head on both sides,
To see the black pig;
It was very quiet,
And even though,
There was a street nearby them,
No cars passed;
They were smoking cigarettes,
And not...
#travel
44 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 7:28am
18th Feb 2025 7:28am
~home
hitting sharp ocean tides
mixed in an undifferentiating
fusion of a pungently pleasant
fishy odoriferous ambience..
ah home this is
yes the sun firing as supersun
at 40 or more Celsius .. these
unstoppably streaming yellows
of a brightened sunflowering
noon .. in busy rushing crowds
with a musk of sweating stench
Ah home yes home
this sweltering heaven
Chennai 🙏
mixed in an undifferentiating
fusion of a pungently pleasant
fishy odoriferous ambience..
ah home this is
yes the sun firing as supersun
at 40 or more Celsius .. these
unstoppably streaming yellows
of a brightened sunflowering
noon .. in busy rushing crowds
with a musk of sweating stench
Ah home yes home
this sweltering heaven
Chennai 🙏
#home
#nostalgia
#sea #travel
#sea #travel
132 reads
8 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 6:42pm
15th Feb 2025 6:42pm
MILE HIGH CLUB
#erotic
#passion
#sex
#temptation
#travel
137 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Bumped 28th Jan 2025 7:40pm
12th Sep 2019 1:01am
12th Sep 2019 1:01am
Immersed
Immersed
#travel
#freedom
#escape #reading
#escape #reading
841 reads
12 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 11:12am
25th Jan 2025 11:12am
through a non mythical lens, Trindada part 2
There is always an untold story, a gesture from the unknown, questions to grapple with along the quest. Some places are just built to remember, channeling all kinds of energies into one being. From jest to fool, magician, all the court cards from Tarot decks can be seen here, tricksters are often most known and seen. Anecdotes and antidotes, there is rough sand paper and there is the most subtle thinnest rice paper.
I wake up unable to know what time it is. A voice speaks, I very gently unzip one part of the window. I can see our neighbour. She sprinkles water...
I wake up unable to know what time it is. A voice speaks, I very gently unzip one part of the window. I can see our neighbour. She sprinkles water...
#travel
131 reads
12 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 4:45am
22nd Jan 2025 4:45am
Four for the Road
Four for the Road
I Walpi
Bruja voice of a thousand tears
Takes us to the sky born wheel
Where pueblo wonders through centuries
Upon flower mesa that blossoms love
For children of dusty walls
Whose cast iron dreams
Are a coal stove in a pottery room
With a lady of ancient designs
Whose smile is the murmuring sun
That glimmers through a veil of sand
When her ceramic children
With motifs as sacred as the land
Are too strange for homes of...
I Walpi
Bruja voice of a thousand tears
Takes us to the sky born wheel
Where pueblo wonders through centuries
Upon flower mesa that blossoms love
For children of dusty walls
Whose cast iron dreams
Are a coal stove in a pottery room
With a lady of ancient designs
Whose smile is the murmuring sun
That glimmers through a veil of sand
When her ceramic children
With motifs as sacred as the land
Are too strange for homes of...
#city
#desert
#memories
#spiritual
#travel
74 reads
2 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 9:11am
21st Jan 2025 9:11am
Little conversations
We are in Lagos, Portugal. Coming from the far North by train and buss,
A frail road sign finally appears in hazed distance. After walking with full backpack over cobble stone roads. Passing markets, medieval walls stretch out, murals in mosaic. Old rustic doors half fallen from their hinges. Plainly it states two words "Trindada Camping"
Having registered at the desk where a short tanned man hums many hmms.
"Bom dia" we say as this desk clerk only points a dark rimmed finger.
We return to this place which we formerly swore to never...
A frail road sign finally appears in hazed distance. After walking with full backpack over cobble stone roads. Passing markets, medieval walls stretch out, murals in mosaic. Old rustic doors half fallen from their hinges. Plainly it states two words "Trindada Camping"
Having registered at the desk where a short tanned man hums many hmms.
"Bom dia" we say as this desk clerk only points a dark rimmed finger.
We return to this place which we formerly swore to never...
#travel
82 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 9:19pm
19th Jan 2025 9:19pm
Simply The Read, She Is Simply The Best
To Love Life In The Moment, I have found it so daunting to live in the negativity of time, it is a beautiful world out here, and I am so honored to not see colors, just smiles from the heart, and I have been in the presence of elevation of the minds and by the will of Allah, I have been within the company of affluent people from all walks of life.
I tell you, I have sat among the improvised, as well graced my arrival among the prominent, and I have learned no matter the money, the prestige if the heart or mind does not guide its success, then you are maneuvering through life...
I tell you, I have sat among the improvised, as well graced my arrival among the prominent, and I have learned no matter the money, the prestige if the heart or mind does not guide its success, then you are maneuvering through life...
#LifeAsAWriter
#music
#ThrillSeeking #travel
#ThrillSeeking #travel
351 reads
2 Comments
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