Journey Poems | Examples of Journey Poetry

Consumed are days and nights By this lacerating lingering longing To return triumphant the source of all Existence is a high price to pay To come to terms With what in essence we are...Read the rest...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I walk a road unseen for many a year except in my dreams or my wakeful yearning. This misty day — my joy replaces my tears. Who would've dreamt I'd find myself returning? Some pasts morph into shape-shifted fresh...Read the rest...

"NA" poetry contest Sponsor: Ink Empress 3rd Place. Jamais Vu ~ "The feeling of being unfamiliar with something that is familiar. The opposite of deja vu." These days, life is shroud in a fog so vivid I’m forgetting what it...Read the rest...

There are times you see The visual image of things getting tough. Friends go and you're left a fish in dry sea Roads that were straight begin to curve. You only see the high blue sky Speaking to you with...Read the rest...

In the gloomy nights Dies my life; my soul Fighting unconquerable fights Demons within the cold Lying on the floor half dead__alive Fading image of the shore Far off for a glide A sense of vision Blurry in its appearance __mysteries of...Read the rest...

A baseball glove lies on its back in a trunk of items once fresh and youthful now discarded for love and marriage perhaps a stroller whose blue-eyed ...Read the rest...

She turns sixteen one cold December clime He strings dissembling lover’s thorns so girthed The sprouts of pristine virtue split by crime The core is sore, this shriveled Rose is birthed Though frigid Rose, she seeks to now resorb In...Read the rest...

Growing up so very fast Moments like these are meant to last A child only moments before Now her future unsure A child still is she A woman she must now be Childhood becomes distant Innocence lost in an instant Into her hands,...Read the rest...

Cloudy Hurricane The tides have beads of value Bungee jump and pick...Read the rest...

The skies grew dark, Flashes of light, The past, the present, Glimpses in my sight. The dreams of the night, Invade until twilight. An owl comes with a message, Dreams and nightmares, Visions and premonitions. I see her focus within my view, Then I realize...Read the rest...

There is no place for the poet... We are all lost In our last stages, without having time To leave...Read the rest...

A woman journeyed to the island of Jamaica in the West Indies The island of be happy and don’t worry First thing the woman did was laid on the beach Soaked up some sun There were many people among The...Read the rest...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Henry carried his house on his back, He could get up and leave, no need to pack. Although travel was slow For this escargot He traveled alone, made his own track. Although it took him many years Henry finally made...Read the rest...

I am looking for a new place to begin again, to start fresh. It seems I am always looking for such a place, even when I am okay with where I'm at now. Others tell...Read the rest...

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