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.
Sankofa's Sojourn
Eye am the Host for Akashic Memoirs
and Ancient Blood Covenants...
a Visitor from 'Parsecs' away
the Sum total of my Poetry...and then some
stalked by my Shadow's Work
humbled by the Ashes of the Phoenix Renaissance
a Reconnaissance of sorts
3rd Dimension Wize...a Stringed Theory
strung out on latter day Vices Fetishes and Fears
straight jacketed into this Iron Maiden of a Human Bod
at odds with God's instructions
did not remain Adamant...Eye suckled the Apple
at the Eve of my destruction
Knowing the...
and Ancient Blood Covenants...
a Visitor from 'Parsecs' away
the Sum total of my Poetry...and then some
stalked by my Shadow's Work
humbled by the Ashes of the Phoenix Renaissance
a Reconnaissance of sorts
3rd Dimension Wize...a Stringed Theory
strung out on latter day Vices Fetishes and Fears
straight jacketed into this Iron Maiden of a Human Bod
at odds with God's instructions
did not remain Adamant...Eye suckled the Apple
at the Eve of my destruction
Knowing the...
#God
#redemption
#spiritual
#travel
#LifeCycle
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All Over The Place In Chicago, Illinois
I was in the city of Chicago during the beginning of college to find the best college that had the best spirit when it came to welcoming their new students.
I briefly toured University Illinois Chicago
Then I traveled to Ohio somewhere in time during an event known as Blink.
Enjoy, with Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
I briefly toured University Illinois Chicago
Then I traveled to Ohio somewhere in time during an event known as Blink.
Enjoy, with Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
#college
#passion
#travel
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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
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
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
cheap hotel room
Its got a comfortable bed
and rustic decor
but the view out my window
is a brick wall
and there's dead cockroaches
scattered across my floor
The complimentary coffee is bad
the shower's temperamental
but the walls of this room are thicc
and I can't hear anyone yelling
or fucking or playing loud music
while I'm trying to sleep
I'm glad I picked up groceries
for breakfast already
because the roach problem
isn't giving me much confidence
about their breakfast menu
and I'm not up for a...
and rustic decor
but the view out my window
is a brick wall
and there's dead cockroaches
scattered across my floor
The complimentary coffee is bad
the shower's temperamental
but the walls of this room are thicc
and I can't hear anyone yelling
or fucking or playing loud music
while I'm trying to sleep
I'm glad I picked up groceries
for breakfast already
because the roach problem
isn't giving me much confidence
about their breakfast menu
and I'm not up for a...
#money
#music
#travel
73 reads
6 Comments
Kindred
..It's the Purgatory of Us
Witnessed where Pantheons peer intently
...from Realms of Otherness
Forever entwined...deeply rooted...
...In spaces Reserved for Gaia's Gallery
The Watchers Know who We are...familiar with our Scars
...our Akashic secrets...
Sacred...
We've done things this Karmic Uni-Verse
has Voyeured in our randomness with distinct explicitness ...
Witnessed where Pantheons peer intently
...from Realms of Otherness
Forever entwined...deeply rooted...
...In spaces Reserved for Gaia's Gallery
The Watchers Know who We are...familiar with our Scars
...our Akashic secrets...
Sacred...
We've done things this Karmic Uni-Verse
has Voyeured in our randomness with distinct explicitness ...
#love
#spiritual
#travel
#memories
#IMissYou
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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
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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
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0 Comments
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
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4 Comments
Realm travel
Unknown this far out
Travelling the rim
Searching for afterlife
Discarding all physicality in hope of
spirituality
Alien moons
Held in fractured skies
Pulling…
Atmospheres of unbelief
Hide the sinner and saint alike
You appear majestically
I turn to see your wings
Amazed by the light they catch
Your beauty glows
Achingly so
Like finest sapphire
You burn me with a kiss
Rapturously revealing your innermost desire
I’m prostate before you
The air so thickly exotic
My...
Travelling the rim
Searching for afterlife
Discarding all physicality in hope of
spirituality
Alien moons
Held in fractured skies
Pulling…
Atmospheres of unbelief
Hide the sinner and saint alike
You appear majestically
I turn to see your wings
Amazed by the light they catch
Your beauty glows
Achingly so
Like finest sapphire
You burn me with a kiss
Rapturously revealing your innermost desire
I’m prostate before you
The air so thickly exotic
My...
#rebirth
#spiritual
#travel
70 reads
2 Comments
Home Is Always Where The Heart Is
I am searching for a RV, since I travel a lot. I have narrowed my search down to the two best.
Love and Hugs, always
SKC🤎
Love and Hugs, always
SKC🤎
#ThrillSeeking
#travel
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DU Poetry : Travel Poems