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.
In the Name of Science
On a dark and lonely highway
traveling to forget
bright lights and a shimmering haze
I'm floating free
thinking I'm on an acid trip
anal probes and electrodes
holy shit! I've been abducted by aliens
oh dear god, now they're taking my sperm
with long slow strokes of my dick
squinting past the blinding glare
I notice two things right away
one, these aliens don't have any cloths on
and two, they all have cunts
imagine that
I can...
traveling to forget
bright lights and a shimmering haze
I'm floating free
thinking I'm on an acid trip
anal probes and electrodes
holy shit! I've been abducted by aliens
oh dear god, now they're taking my sperm
with long slow strokes of my dick
squinting past the blinding glare
I notice two things right away
one, these aliens don't have any cloths on
and two, they all have cunts
imagine that
I can...
#erotic
#LifeChangingMoment
#aliens
#travel
#threesome
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The Help
As tales
From the dreamscape
Calls out to me
I awake to a rigid compass
Hard AF
Needing to knead and
Seed your Garden
Allow me to undress you
Unhinge your bra
Release those world feeders of yours
You know what I mean
Dammit
Those mammoriies known as
Asia and Africa
I want you to
Feel the callous and the calm of ...
From the dreamscape
Calls out to me
I awake to a rigid compass
Hard AF
Needing to knead and
Seed your Garden
Allow me to undress you
Unhinge your bra
Release those world feeders of yours
You know what I mean
Dammit
Those mammoriies known as
Asia and Africa
I want you to
Feel the callous and the calm of ...
#sex
#travel
#dirty
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The Swedish Man
I love travelling overseas
each country
the same planet
painted by a different artist
language become an abstraction
hearing without listening
though in Sweden
everyone can speak English
Peter speaks English
with charming little errors
I did go
Rather than
I went
Coffy
In the morning
Place yourself on the train
Eighteen years ago
I placed myself on the train
it went across a bridge
and then under the Baltic Sea
(why don't i remember this more clearly?)
and took me to Malmo,...
each country
the same planet
painted by a different artist
language become an abstraction
hearing without listening
though in Sweden
everyone can speak English
Peter speaks English
with charming little errors
I did go
Rather than
I went
Coffy
In the morning
Place yourself on the train
Eighteen years ago
I placed myself on the train
it went across a bridge
and then under the Baltic Sea
(why don't i remember this more clearly?)
and took me to Malmo,...
#love
#travel
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This is your life
When such days begin as this,
The mind flits to the night I slept and wonders,
What did I miss?
Alas,
Dreaming is where such stirring starts,
And waking,
Is the chance to act.
That life holds such splendor,
Such wonder,
As when the sun does rise.
It wakes,
As does the thought which stirs us on,
To travel deeper.
Into this endless song.
Look on in wonder,
At how far you've climbed,
At how far you've come,
And take heart,
That living life is art.
And life,
Life is a canvas you can't live over. ...
The mind flits to the night I slept and wonders,
What did I miss?
Alas,
Dreaming is where such stirring starts,
And waking,
Is the chance to act.
That life holds such splendor,
Such wonder,
As when the sun does rise.
It wakes,
As does the thought which stirs us on,
To travel deeper.
Into this endless song.
Look on in wonder,
At how far you've climbed,
At how far you've come,
And take heart,
That living life is art.
And life,
Life is a canvas you can't live over. ...
#courage
#identity
#inspirational
#nature
#travel
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The Second Step
Giant steps
On the dark side
Luna tics
Velikovsky
Worlds collide
Moonlight shadows
Moon cheese
Lunacy, and crackers
I watched
Just eleven years old
As it happened
The very first man
To leave a footprint
On the surface of the Moon
Mankind since
A step to far
I regularly explore space
When i'm asleep
Space odyssey's
So soon
After the Moon
Feeling like
I was no longer cocooned
On planet Earth
But for now
The quiet seduction
Of an alien abduction
Lies only in my...
On the dark side
Luna tics
Velikovsky
Worlds collide
Moonlight shadows
Moon cheese
Lunacy, and crackers
I watched
Just eleven years old
As it happened
The very first man
To leave a footprint
On the surface of the Moon
Mankind since
A step to far
I regularly explore space
When i'm asleep
Space odyssey's
So soon
After the Moon
Feeling like
I was no longer cocooned
On planet Earth
But for now
The quiet seduction
Of an alien abduction
Lies only in my...
#dreams
#universe
#moon #travel
#moon #travel
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The Dark Abandoned Road
An abandoned back road
leaves a darker side of town.
Deep impenetrable forest
up one side and down.
The road twists and turns,
every corner is blind.
A dim street light ahead
with only blackness behind.
Wet asphalt is cracked,
and the lines are all faded.
A stop sign is rusting,
neglected and jaded.
Weeds sprout through the cracks
that cross left and from right.
Potholes and frost heaves
create a treacherous ride.
To where it does lead,
there's no way of knowing.
It's too scary to...
leaves a darker side of town.
Deep impenetrable forest
up one side and down.
The road twists and turns,
every corner is blind.
A dim street light ahead
with only blackness behind.
Wet asphalt is cracked,
and the lines are all faded.
A stop sign is rusting,
neglected and jaded.
Weeds sprout through the cracks
that cross left and from right.
Potholes and frost heaves
create a treacherous ride.
To where it does lead,
there's no way of knowing.
It's too scary to...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#night #travel
#night #travel
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Waiting To Fly
Trying to imagine
How certain species of butterfly
Fly from England
To deepest darkest Africa
Or wherever they go
And get lost in wonder
At how they thrive
And survive
Strong winds, and storms
And that surely
They sometimes get carried astray
Yet still manage to reach
Their destination
I'd like to be a butterfly
Exploring
THE BIG WIDE WORLD
And having lots of sex
Along the way
Getting into a right flap
But winging it
My caterpillar mind
Chews on a sticky leaf
Whilst contemplating ...
How certain species of butterfly
Fly from England
To deepest darkest Africa
Or wherever they go
And get lost in wonder
At how they thrive
And survive
Strong winds, and storms
And that surely
They sometimes get carried astray
Yet still manage to reach
Their destination
I'd like to be a butterfly
Exploring
THE BIG WIDE WORLD
And having lots of sex
Along the way
Getting into a right flap
But winging it
My caterpillar mind
Chews on a sticky leaf
Whilst contemplating ...
#sex
#butterfly
#travel #philosophical
#travel #philosophical
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A day in the life - penpal collab
Staring out the window while the traffic passes by.
Never thought from a penpal group I'd find myself an ally.
It's getting dark over here, must be that time of the year
When the cold sets in and mornings it's hard to get into gear
I wake up and quicky press snooze, then my cat starts up and it's my sanity I lose.
Normally uneventful, but this bus trips been so noisy.
We just hit traffic too so I'll miss my next bus which annoys me.
The little boy on board brought a big smile to my face,
He didn't like his Dad today, think his momma takes first place. ...
Never thought from a penpal group I'd find myself an ally.
It's getting dark over here, must be that time of the year
When the cold sets in and mornings it's hard to get into gear
I wake up and quicky press snooze, then my cat starts up and it's my sanity I lose.
Normally uneventful, but this bus trips been so noisy.
We just hit traffic too so I'll miss my next bus which annoys me.
The little boy on board brought a big smile to my face,
He didn't like his Dad today, think his momma takes first place. ...
#ShortStory
#memories
#travel #collaboration
#travel #collaboration
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Boys’ Own Harsh Reality
Peg-legged and bred with gallantry,
or just in-bred with dysentery,
I know that deep within this heart
a pirate’s life is not for me,
the timbers too shivered. So art
and all its lies are what
my land-lubbed loins be-crave,
me ‘earties foul and true.
I couldn’t rape and pillage or
give one old nag for glue.
And yet I yearn for hairy-arsed seamen
when I read Louis-Stevenson.
A flaw of sex and sense of truth, perhaps.
Just set me down by Brighton, chaps.
or just in-bred with dysentery,
I know that deep within this heart
a pirate’s life is not for me,
the timbers too shivered. So art
and all its lies are what
my land-lubbed loins be-crave,
me ‘earties foul and true.
I couldn’t rape and pillage or
give one old nag for glue.
And yet I yearn for hairy-arsed seamen
when I read Louis-Stevenson.
A flaw of sex and sense of truth, perhaps.
Just set me down by Brighton, chaps.
#dreams
#books
#funny #travel
#funny #travel
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shift
A distant hum
Night, the road is long
It is warm and
Hums
Notes
What is a song?
What happens to a song when nobody sings it?
It falls like a leaf to the ground like the sunset
And leaves us for the evening
And the road murmurs
As those with destinations travel and travel
Destinations change
Like song notes
What happens to a destination when nobody comes?
It stumbles, then cracks into powder
And archaeologists a hundred thousand million seconds after
Visit again
Night, the road is long
It is warm and
Hums
Notes
What is a song?
What happens to a song when nobody sings it?
It falls like a leaf to the ground like the sunset
And leaves us for the evening
And the road murmurs
As those with destinations travel and travel
Destinations change
Like song notes
What happens to a destination when nobody comes?
It stumbles, then cracks into powder
And archaeologists a hundred thousand million seconds after
Visit again
#night
#travel
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Antipodal
i want to go to the Taj Mahal
to forget mistakes I've made
stupid things I said when i was 20
the job I was fired from
my inability to crochet
the man I should have married
perfect symmetry
is a treasure
the Taj Mahal has it
against a polluted sky
in a strange country
a billion people
many too hungry
to harbor neurotic thoughts
a former coworker
insufferfably pretentious
dismissed the Taj
as the world's most ornate body bag
he had many other stupid thoughts ...
to forget mistakes I've made
stupid things I said when i was 20
the job I was fired from
my inability to crochet
the man I should have married
perfect symmetry
is a treasure
the Taj Mahal has it
against a polluted sky
in a strange country
a billion people
many too hungry
to harbor neurotic thoughts
a former coworker
insufferfably pretentious
dismissed the Taj
as the world's most ornate body bag
he had many other stupid thoughts ...
#LifeChangingMoment
#travel
#MovingOn #healing
#MovingOn #healing
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in the Hat Box
#evolution
#LifeCycle
#travel
#gratitude
#freedom
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