Poems About Travel Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about travel seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
sharadejahan
sharad
sharad
Poem Published
27th Oct 2024 10:07am
27th Oct 2024 10:07am
Wild Beneath the Stars
That night, in the cozy warmth of the tent, they lay beside each other, wrapped in their sleeping bags, the sound of the wind rustling the tent walls around them. At first, the space between them felt vast, but as the night deepened and the conversations flowed, they found themselves inching closer, unconsciously seeking each other's warmth.
They talked about the stars visible through the small window of the tent, about their childhoods, and about the freedom they felt here, away from the chaos of their usual lives. At one point, their hands brushed, and neither of them pulled...
They talked about the stars visible through the small window of the tent, about their childhoods, and about the freedom they felt here, away from the chaos of their usual lives. At one point, their hands brushed, and neither of them pulled...
#erotic
#sex
#travel
294 reads
8 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 7:24pm
26th Oct 2024 7:24pm
The Vanguard
The thing I love most about writing Poetry is that
...it makes me feel Human
There's something so....so...sooo
...Restorative about it
Akin to a grounding effect
....a safe space where all of my Barbed Wires
Can vibe in Peace and Purity
...almost like a Seance
Of sorts...
......where a streamline of Dreamed Affirmations
Morph into Bonafide Confirmations...
And then...ahhhh...and then
Let's...
...it makes me feel Human
There's something so....so...sooo
...Restorative about it
Akin to a grounding effect
....a safe space where all of my Barbed Wires
Can vibe in Peace and Purity
...almost like a Seance
Of sorts...
......where a streamline of Dreamed Affirmations
Morph into Bonafide Confirmations...
And then...ahhhh...and then
Let's...
#friendship
#gratitude
#spiritual
#travel
#WritingPoetry
159 reads
4 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 7:20am
26th Oct 2024 7:20am
The Descendant { Ascendant }
I am forever
the co-missioned Avatar
of certain Entities
Soul tattooed in Celestial entitlements
Ancestral Covenants
and {what Knots}
blind spots brightened Halo-Gen style
usurping my mean-wiles
counting the Green Miles I walked
stalked by an Abstract God
Time Marches me on thru Trials of Humility
I Dial the Zodiac
Counter-clock Wize
Spoken Wordz...Free Versed
A lone Rhapsodic Samurai Warrior
dragging my Pen-Sword...Hidden Dragon Style
Severing invisible umbilical...
the co-missioned Avatar
of certain Entities
Soul tattooed in Celestial entitlements
Ancestral Covenants
and {what Knots}
blind spots brightened Halo-Gen style
usurping my mean-wiles
counting the Green Miles I walked
stalked by an Abstract God
Time Marches me on thru Trials of Humility
I Dial the Zodiac
Counter-clock Wize
Spoken Wordz...Free Versed
A lone Rhapsodic Samurai Warrior
dragging my Pen-Sword...Hidden Dragon Style
Severing invisible umbilical...
#spiritual
#travel
#universe
131 reads
1 Comment
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
12th Oct 2024 11:21am
12th Oct 2024 11:21am
Wanderings of A Crimson Seer
The crimson seer doth roam
With bones and rites in tow
Her weary steps through loam
'Neath skies that ever glow
The runes she casts in flame
The stars her secret guide
She calls each fate by name
And bids the veil divide
With trembling hands she grasps
The orb of midnight’s hue
In shadows deep, she clasps
The threads that none construe
Her whispered words of old
In tongues both dark and fey
Doth summon powers bold
To show what none dare say
The cards she spreads with care
Each...
With bones and rites in tow
Her weary steps through loam
'Neath skies that ever glow
The runes she casts in flame
The stars her secret guide
She calls each fate by name
And bids the veil divide
With trembling hands she grasps
The orb of midnight’s hue
In shadows deep, she clasps
The threads that none construe
Her whispered words of old
In tongues both dark and fey
Doth summon powers bold
To show what none dare say
The cards she spreads with care
Each...
#magic
#narrative
#rhyming
#travel
#universe
44 reads
0 Comments
Lowko
Jimi Tatz
Jimi Tatz
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 9:35am
9th Oct 2024 9:35am
Plane 2 Spain
Alright, geez, let me give ya the squeez,
'Bout James Rocco, who had his fees,
In Hazza West, down at Wacko’s place,
Where the drugs flowed free, it was quite a disgrace.
With cider in hand and the parties ablaze,
The nights were a blur, lost in the haze,
"Oi, Rocco!" they'd shout, "Another round, mate!"
And his liver cried mercy. It wasn’t so great.
GT levels were sky-high at 178,
Yet Rocco would laugh, "It’s me usual state!"
Friends all around, in houses and streets,
Drug use was...
'Bout James Rocco, who had his fees,
In Hazza West, down at Wacko’s place,
Where the drugs flowed free, it was quite a disgrace.
With cider in hand and the parties ablaze,
The nights were a blur, lost in the haze,
"Oi, Rocco!" they'd shout, "Another round, mate!"
And his liver cried mercy. It wasn’t so great.
GT levels were sky-high at 178,
Yet Rocco would laugh, "It’s me usual state!"
Friends all around, in houses and streets,
Drug use was...
#drugs
#freedom
#marijuana
#passion
#travel
89 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
24th Sep 2024 11:26am
24th Sep 2024 11:26am
POP
there was something very scary.
in that look.
in those dilated pupils.
in that drooling dead mouth.
all, all, all open and receptive.
In the background, someone said a linguistic gem.
as if the music had stopped being heard.
I found you strange and continued my way along the gallery walls.
an endless stream of still lifes.
Everything about that scene brought to mind paintings.
by some unknown pop art artists.
in that look.
in those dilated pupils.
in that drooling dead mouth.
all, all, all open and receptive.
In the background, someone said a linguistic gem.
as if the music had stopped being heard.
I found you strange and continued my way along the gallery walls.
an endless stream of still lifes.
Everything about that scene brought to mind paintings.
by some unknown pop art artists.
#art
#freedom
#passion
#reading
#travel
76 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 11:25am
26th Aug 2024 11:25am
8 stops until the moon.
And there he was, distracted by the stars
passing through the glass window of the bus.
Pondering what he had heard aside:
..."maybe it's not ideal for you"...
and the hours it could take to arrive
in that small town where they met.
Would time that passes be able to confirm it
to be worth the effort to go and try?
passing through the glass window of the bus.
Pondering what he had heard aside:
..."maybe it's not ideal for you"...
and the hours it could take to arrive
in that small town where they met.
Would time that passes be able to confirm it
to be worth the effort to go and try?
#hope
#mirror
#MovingOn
#stars
#travel
74 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
20th Aug 2024 1:13am
20th Aug 2024 1:13am
Opportunity is gone
Storm washed away roads
Roads were closed, canceled my trip
My one chance for change
Roads were closed, canceled my trip
My one chance for change
#LifeChangingMoment
#senryu
#storm
#support
#travel
63 reads
12 Comments
neves
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 12:05pm
8th Aug 2024 12:05pm
I will do it again
with very little,
cut by the last thread
of purpose
riding a train grinding
it's way to deep
country
in the middle of
nothing and nowhere,
I will do it again
as my scapula grinds
against the rail
and tracks
scream out
their last
spark.
cut by the last thread
of purpose
riding a train grinding
it's way to deep
country
in the middle of
nothing and nowhere,
I will do it again
as my scapula grinds
against the rail
and tracks
scream out
their last
spark.
#minimalist
#travel
156 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2024 12:05pm
3rd Aug 2024 12:05pm
The Deserted Glove
One cold autumn morning in late October 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
53 reads
6 Comments
prometheus5290
Poem Published
30th Jul 2024 11:46pm
30th Jul 2024 11:46pm
I'm a loner Dottie...a runnin' rebel
This weekend
I drove
the "loneliest road in America"
by myself.
There were more people there than I expected.
I drove
the "loneliest road in America"
by myself.
There were more people there than I expected.
#SelfDiscovery
#travel
120 reads
4 Comments
Jesse
Jesse Rose
Jesse Rose
Poem Published
15th Jul 2024 12:07pm
15th Jul 2024 12:07pm
Time Trucker
Time trucker,
flashing on by.
Galaxies inside him
Universe behind
Life lucker
Walking on his bones
Riding on a new born star
Who knows where he roams
Time trucker
Milky way does drip
Stars and constellations
on his fingertips
Life lucker,
He's aint no moonstrucker, he's a
Time trucker
flashing on by.
Galaxies inside him
Universe behind
Life lucker
Walking on his bones
Riding on a new born star
Who knows where he roams
Time trucker
Milky way does drip
Stars and constellations
on his fingertips
Life lucker,
He's aint no moonstrucker, he's a
Time trucker
#astronomy
#scifi
#travel #universe
#travel #universe
108 reads
2 Comments
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