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AE Jan 2019
Awakened by the restlessness of wanderlust
I watched colours fly by untouched windows
The skies were a blue I’d never seen before
Right in between the crack of dawn and a starry sea
My arms covered in goosebumps induced by the sight I’d seen
The sun was playing games of hide and seek
And the clouds were its’ mischievous companions
But my heart was still at unease, as my mind wandered to a thoughtless dream
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What would the sky be like on the other side of the sea?
Where can I wander

Amid the pine trees

Never worrying about the time

Dreaming of wild flower fields

Enjoying the sounds of birds

Reminiscing fond memories

Laughing till my sides hurt

Unfazed by the passing time

Stargazing and trading secrets

Till my skin becomes wrinkled?
Is there such a place ?
Rae Dec 2018
Trapped,
Filled with a longing,
For places far away,
Mountains and valleys,
Rivers and streams,
I need to see,
I need to know,
I can't stay here,
I've got to go,
Don't take it wrong,
It isn't you,
I've loved but never lived,
Let me go,
I'm dying now,
Same old faces,
Same old frowns,
I'm not happy in this place,
Adventure is my home,
I can't be tamed,
I must be free,
Free to laugh,
Free to live,
Free to leave,
Mama I'll miss you,
I promise to write,
Let me go,
Enjoy the night,
The stars are calling,
The mountains beckoning,
Calling me on to a dream,
Just out of reach.
lex hughes Dec 2018
i dream of azure skies
azure waves
soft white sand,
endless.

i dream of thick forests
green and full of life
life in every inch,
endless.

i dream of space
every conceivable colour
glistening with stars,
endless.

i dream of any place but here
health clearly visible in every sense
no fears within me,
endless.

i dream.
i wrote this in december last year and its been in my drafts for a year lol, here it is though
Ek Dec 2018
Open mouth singing
in your diamond shirt
embroidered with collectibles
of smiles and laughters
that you gathered that
day on the beach

Spellbound dreams
that you carry
in a silver faded necklace
carved with the initials
of all the constellations
you can point to

Wheatfield sun
dancing upon your
golden hair
of rainbow flowers too
you move the wind
and mother earth dances with
Colm Nov 2018
The answer is not
To wander
To lose one’s self in the wondrous thought
Or to throw precaution the wind

No

One answer which will travel much farther
Is to simply do
Whatever it is
You ought

That which you can
A blurb about something I learned long ago. Saying isn't doing. Declaring you will or would if you could, isn't doing. Life waits for noone who hides behind a when.
Jonathan Surname Nov 2018
A road made by walking where you shouldn't.
Told not to by the full throat,
taken aback by paths desired away.
A brand apart from the rest, but so, too, the others can follow.
Heels that graze floors in an apathetic stutter strut.
A stepped up out of time gangliness of lanky mellow.
Walk where one may, walk where one wishes.
Childlike innocence
Childlike wonder
I want to travel back to that time
A simpler time
Simple yet imaginative, so creative
A world solely mine
That is my wanderlust
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