Questions Of Travel

There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams
hurry too rapidly down to the sea,
and the pressure of so many clouds on the mountaintops
makes them spill over the sides in soft slow-motion,
turning to waterfalls under our very eyes.
- For if those streaks, those mile-long, shiny, tearstains,
aren't waterfalls yet,
in a quick age or so, as ages go here,
they probably will be.
But if the streams and clouds keep travelling, travelling,

Travel

The railroad track is miles away,
And the day is loud with voices speaking,
Yet there isn't a train goes by all day
But I hear its whistle shrieking.

All night there isn't a train goes by,
Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming,
But I see its cinders red on the sky,
And hear its engine steaming.

Travel

I should like to rise and go
Where the golden apples grow;--
Where below another sky
Parrot islands anchored lie,
And, watched by cockatoos and goats,
Lonely Crusoes building boats;--
Where in sunshine reaching out
Eastern cities, miles about,
Are with mosque and minaret
Among sandy gardens set,

Swallows Travel To And Fro

SWALLOWS travel to and fro,
And the great winds come and go,
And the steady breezes blow,
Bearing perfume, bearing love.
Breezes hasten, swallows fly,
Towered clouds forever ply,
And at noonday, you and I
See the same sunshine above.

Dew and rain fall everywhere,

The Journey Of A Poem Compared To All The Sad Variety Of Travel

A poem moves forward,
Like the passages and percussions of trains in progress
A pattern of recurrence, a hammer of repetetiveoccurrence

a slow less and less heard
low thunder under all passengers

Steel sounds tripping and tripled and
Grinding, revolving, gripping, turning, and returning
as the flung carpet of the wide countryside spreads out on

Food In Travel

IF to her eyes' bright lustre I were blind,
No longer would they serve my life to gild.
The will of destiny must be fulfilid,--
This knowing, I withdrew with sadden'd mind.
No further happiness I now could find:
The former longings of my heart were still'd;
I sought her looks alone, whereon to build
My joy in life,--all else was left behind.
Wine's genial glow, the festal banquet gay,
Ease, sleep, and friends, all wonted pleasures glad

Oh, How I'D Like To Travel

I lie awake each night
Staring at the ceiling
Following each crack
Finding new routes

Oh, how I’d like to travel
Somewhere new,
Somewhere old,
Somewhere where the people;
Sing merrily

Travel Haiku - The Dead Sea

making me feel
on top of the world
the Dead Sea

lifting me up
to the top of the world
the Dead Sea

rising ala ascension
the ressurection

Travel Flowers

When you travel ‘cross the country
You see along the roadways
Bright and cheerful flowers especially
In the warm spring and summer days

I love the beautiful sunflowers
Bold yellow blooms you see
Nodding in the gentle winds
Seem to say “hello” to me

Travel Song

‘COME, before the summer passes
Let us seek the mountain land:’
So they called me, happy playmates,
And we left the dawn-lit strand:
Riding on till later sunbeams slanted
On dark hills and downward-plunging streams,
And the solemn forest softly chanted
Old, old dreams.

From the pass, we saw in glory

Travel Haiku - Harbour Island (Eleuthera, Caribbean)

Pink Sand Beach yoga
on and on I chant with the sea
seeking nirvana

Pink Sand Beach yoga
on and on i chant with the sea
seeking peace in the mind

Pink Sand Beach yoga
on and on I chant with the sea

Roads We Travel

There are many roads we travel
And probably most we leave behind
We continue to walk ahead of us
New fresh roads we want to find

And sometimes we wonder
If we took the best road we could
If we could erase them and start over
We often think perhaps we would

Delight Is The Train Travel

Confined he was to the greenwood tree
Sky was the roof of his home rent free
To move about was not his spree
Quest for moving yearning for a key!

Planets move along the fixed orbit
Sun and moon seem to move with grit
Birds and animals walk on earth quite fit
Skylark flies and floats well in the air
Duck and swan walk on earth

Travel

Travel!

Do not hesitate
as hesitation is leading to defeat.

Travel!

And enjoy it.
Travel through time.

0433 Zen And Travel

In the road, a car.

In the car, a poet.

In the poet, many poems.

What moves?



Travel Haiku - New Orleans

new orleans
city sings
katrina blues

new orleans
needed - new katrina
of builders, optimists

Travel Haiku - Lake Tahoe

lake tahoe
the mountains and water
take our love oath

lake tahoe
to the mountains and lake
our swirling love oath

lake tahoe
to the mountains and water

Travel Haiku - The Great Wall

Great Wall
galloping over the mountains
boulders, rocks, stones and bricks

walking over
blocks and blocks
of China's insecurities

the great wall
my heart leaps

Travel Haiku-Flamenco Beach (Puerto Rico)

lift your skirt
thump your feet to the waves
a flamenco at beach

flamenco beach
the waves
a flamenco outing

lulling me to sleep
a rolling flamenco at sea

Travel Thailand Haiku - Jim Thompson Bangkok House

Jim Thompson House
the house too
misses its owner

my eyes run up and down
left and right
for jim

Jim Thompson House
it is too waiting for