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.
PAR
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 9:30am
14th Apr 2025 9:30am
Honeymoon
We left Paris
a week after our honeymoon.
Correction.
I left you in Paris after a week.
I got lost at the airport
and ended up missing the plane too.
I ended up losing everything
that interested me.
I think it was all too little.
Small details and trimmed nails.
Details. So small.
I will not make any further corrections.
a week after our honeymoon.
Correction.
I left you in Paris after a week.
I got lost at the airport
and ended up missing the plane too.
I ended up losing everything
that interested me.
I think it was all too little.
Small details and trimmed nails.
Details. So small.
I will not make any further corrections.
#honesty
#separation
#travel
38 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 12:17pm
11th Apr 2025 12:17pm
Let The Sunshine In
Live In The Moment
Embrace the inner you
Have faith, when all seems impossible
Manifest your dreams
Explore every facet of your inspirations
Smile at the world, and laugh with yourself
Embrace the inner you
Have faith, when all seems impossible
Manifest your dreams
Explore every facet of your inspirations
Smile at the world, and laugh with yourself
#mythology
#passion
#sun
#travel
#water
165 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 2:32am
9th Apr 2025 2:32am
The Kings (Atlanta, Georgia)
I stood in awe of the beautiful roaring ocean
The elements of sea salt of its purification when skin is dipped in sacred benediction the soul rejuvenated in its harmonic motion
In the midnight hours the moon dancing off the reflection of the water to welcome my blessed naked offering to Mother Nature becoming one with the universe
Knowing there is nothing mightier than when the tide and the shores
greets
The coldness kissing my ankles, bathing my feet
My stance firmly planted in the sand
So many footprints entwined by woman, child, and man...
The elements of sea salt of its purification when skin is dipped in sacred benediction the soul rejuvenated in its harmonic motion
In the midnight hours the moon dancing off the reflection of the water to welcome my blessed naked offering to Mother Nature becoming one with the universe
Knowing there is nothing mightier than when the tide and the shores
greets
The coldness kissing my ankles, bathing my feet
My stance firmly planted in the sand
So many footprints entwined by woman, child, and man...
#rap
#rebirth
#spiritual
#travel
#water
167 reads
1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 11:10am
2nd Apr 2025 11:10am
The Desolate Glove
One cold autumn morning in late November a glove on the clothes line decided that life with it's mate was boring & awful.
It persuaded the clothespin to render it's hold and blew away on the next breeze.
A little girl stumbled upon it and loved the pretty colors.
She took it home and her mother got notice of it and told her daughter to throw it away.
As she was about to throw the glove away in the garbage pail outside, she became sidetracked and left the glove on the ground.
A stray dog saw the glove and began biting & tearing at...
It persuaded the clothespin to render it's hold and blew away on the next breeze.
A little girl stumbled upon it and loved the pretty colors.
She took it home and her mother got notice of it and told her daughter to throw it away.
As she was about to throw the glove away in the garbage pail outside, she became sidetracked and left the glove on the ground.
A stray dog saw the glove and began biting & tearing at...
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
#separation
#travel
73 reads
10 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
26th Mar 2025 2:02pm
26th Mar 2025 2:02pm
Oh, My Goodness, I'm Moseying
The Mini-Heart Marathon
A beautiful event in Cincinnati, Ohio
03-16-25.
Love and Hugs, always,
🖤
A beautiful event in Cincinnati, Ohio
03-16-25.
Love and Hugs, always,
🖤
#LifeAsAWriter
#passion
#travel
167 reads
SonderNinja
BenjaminEC
BenjaminEC
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2025 00:25am
23rd Mar 2025 00:25am
Roadside Manner
This highway air
is thick & bleeding.
A yellow sleep
in curt despair.
Windows down
for morning dew
on hard thistle blue.
A red flag noon
fuming mindful ooze
into white-hot stew.
A smile so sweetly
sang the horizon-
miles over my head
on a mobile bed…
"oh no, child,
THIS is the dream,
you are still in very real danger"
our...
#freedom
#FreeVerse
#responsibility
#travel
#drugs
91 reads
1 Comment
SonderNinja
BenjaminEC
BenjaminEC
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 11:00pm
22nd Mar 2025 11:00pm
Liaison
The chariot's lull
the Light slowly fades
beneath the wheels
with words abrupt
a blanket of grit
on questing flesh
for a fresh-lit fire
talk is terse along
sharpened tongues
across prickly sheath
in hasty release...
a diamond-cut shaft
from the clinking strike
for movement as discussion:
scoring a night
on endless miles
of shadowed wire
as we come
to the motor's roar
a rising...
#FreeVerse
#lust
#travel
202 reads
2 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 4:33am
17th Mar 2025 4:33am
Crunchy *uck Harbor
Your ticket to Crunchy Fuck Harbor
is not an expensive plane ticket,
nor a cruise on a 5,000-passenger ship
with banks of intestinal looking water slides
It's not in any particular place in the United States
Or the world for that matter.
A trip to Crunchy Fuck Harbor
can be reached
via a simple stalk of celery.
Bite down
Hear it.
Be there.
is not an expensive plane ticket,
nor a cruise on a 5,000-passenger ship
with banks of intestinal looking water slides
It's not in any particular place in the United States
Or the world for that matter.
A trip to Crunchy Fuck Harbor
can be reached
via a simple stalk of celery.
Bite down
Hear it.
Be there.
#food
#travel
78 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 3:21am
17th Mar 2025 3:21am
Scent Of A Man
Umm, the presence and scent of a man
Magnetic attraction where his feet stands
His natural body charismatic aroma
Element of charms, seeping to awaken a woman out a sexual coma
Is it his eyes, the soul behind his life’s mysteries
Flirtation in his smile, tells me he has an undercover sexual history
It is his nose that smells out my charms
An enticing deep baritone voice, which turns me on
Is it the erratic heartbeat he has for a woman, his passionate relent
Stealing my breath, as he tenderly seals my lips in...
Magnetic attraction where his feet stands
His natural body charismatic aroma
Element of charms, seeping to awaken a woman out a sexual coma
Is it his eyes, the soul behind his life’s mysteries
Flirtation in his smile, tells me he has an undercover sexual history
It is his nose that smells out my charms
An enticing deep baritone voice, which turns me on
Is it the erratic heartbeat he has for a woman, his passionate relent
Stealing my breath, as he tenderly seals my lips in...
#travel
228 reads
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 12:32pm
16th Mar 2025 12:32pm
#1 Train Downtown
You have 30 seconds to tell me you love me
Above ground on the subway
Heading into the tunnel
I love you ...
Above ground on the subway
Heading into the tunnel
I love you ...
#love
#trains
#travel
105 reads
16 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
14th Mar 2025 10:48am
14th Mar 2025 10:48am
Not N Your Library Series II (Do You Smell Somethin)
Did something crawl up in him and died?
That is what his family thought while traveling in that shit smelling ride,
“Could it be those White Castle sliders or that burrito from Taco Bell
That is giving his ass cheeks pure hell,
“The windows did not come down because they were broke
And being immune to his own shit all the rest can do was choke,
“The air conditioner in the raggedy motherfucka did not function
Causing his wife to have flashbacks of the other night when they were fuckin,
“The room had to be aired out...
That is what his family thought while traveling in that shit smelling ride,
“Could it be those White Castle sliders or that burrito from Taco Bell
That is giving his ass cheeks pure hell,
“The windows did not come down because they were broke
And being immune to his own shit all the rest can do was choke,
“The air conditioner in the raggedy motherfucka did not function
Causing his wife to have flashbacks of the other night when they were fuckin,
“The room had to be aired out...
#cars
#family
#travel
78 reads
2 Comments
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
170 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Travel Poems
