Wanderlust Poem by Brian Hinckley

Wanderlust



Driving until
there is no road,
I begin to walk
and never stop.

I reach
lands end.
Taking to ship,
my journey continues.

Collision with ice,
I walk the frozen tundra.
I circle the world,
uncaring of my path.

It amazes me,
our blue gem.
Standing in perfection,
that is only seen afar.

I walk the land,
the sea, and sometimes air.
I see wonders
you have only dreamed of.

My only regret,
as I walk these endless miles,
is walking them alone.

For one night,
I stop in a town that has no name.
For one night,
I find love.

Wishing to stay, but
wanderlust overcomes.
I take to my endless trek,
never to be seen again.

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Buffalo, New York
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