Wanderlust Poem by Paul Warren

Wanderlust



I had a wanderlust unfettered
That ate at me unmetered
As I sat and looked over the plain
And I knew it would remain

I looked at Michael Palin travelling
Across my television screen unravelling
But perhaps there was a reason to it all
And wanderlust was not part of my call.

© Paul Warren Poetry

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