Poems about Traveling (14) - course travel movement progress at All poetry

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Improvisation I

In case of a journey,
I mark the path with pebbles

by CraneWyndham 10 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 8 2:38 PM. In traveling, safety, security, wilderness
For Incense Use Only

Strike the flame
torch the leaf

by crvorhees 34 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 6 12:30 PM. In spiritual, salvia, traveling, trip, tripping
Road To Abyss: Part One

You know not what you see
Not what you may be

by EarBrass 43 lines, on Jul 29 4:32 PM. In nature, earth, explore, traveling, truth, unknown, sand
Seven Seas

I look at the ocean

by starlitegiggles 46 lines, on Mar 25 9:50 PM. In Traveling
Far From Home

Traveling down dark and dusty roads
Taking roads less traveled and trying to go where no one goes

by MidnightxSun 23 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 16 2:37 PM 2008. In life, traveling, journies
Lonely Places

Your thoughts are fixed on forests unexplored/And deserts shimmering in noonday heat/Clear streams that run through moss and fallen leaves

by Still Anonymous 39 lines, 13 comments, on Oct 20 5:51 PM 2008. In Contest, Life, Personal, Traveling, Longing
Car Trip

I look at the road before me
And the road I have left behind

by vampedvixen 12 lines, 3 comments, on Oct 14 5:22 PM 2008. In sleep, traveling, carolinas, florida, old stuff

Wanderlust

New faces and places, experience she traces
everywhere I've been, the trails I've taken.

by maktub 20 lines, 7 comments, on May 5 6:44 PM 2008. In thoughts, traveling, expressive
Hick

Ghost town Trailer off the highway, middle of the woods

by midwestskylark 34 lines, on Mar 6 6:28 PM 2008. In Humor, Country Life, Rural, Traveling, Road trip
Alaska

Salmon, eagles and bears, OH MY!!! Salmon, eagles and bears, OH My!!!

by nebulousnancy 10 lines, on Oct 10 9:31 AM 2007. In Traveling
undressing my brain in close quarters to a stranger

the anxious heave of my breasts under my sweatshirt,
I imagined hands gouging deep into my skin,

by vaguelyfamiliar 51 lines, 11 comments, on Aug 7 12:56 PM 2007. In Contemporary, Personal, Traveling
not quite like steak

If flowers could speak / these, spiney and flesh-toned, / would have your name. / Let me clarify: / they would not have your name / as it w

by vaguelyfamiliar 26 lines, 3 comments, on Jun 29 12:44 PM 2007. In Contemporary, Personal, Traveling
Traveling Deluge

The language of sweet honey / tastes like exertion; / the bees are beeping / violently, to the upthrust of sunlight / on the outside / of w

by vaguelyfamiliar 20 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 29 12:37 PM 2007. In Contemporary, Personal, Traveling
Traveler's Ballad

Wherever my feet will take me I go,
whether mountain high or valley low

by ThresholdofInsomnia 19 lines, 35 comments, on Mar 12 4:39 PM 2007. In Nature, Traveling, Life, Beauty