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#roadtrip poems

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Starry RoadRoad trips with old cars / With ski racks and kayaks / Park and open the sunroof

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The Perfect RoadtripI want to go on a roadtrip. Away from things that's familiar and safe. I want to get away and break free. Maybe with someone special or maybe all on my own. I want to raid the oldest libraries and read all the books I can to my heart's content. I want to visit museums and coffee shops and ice cream parlors and try everything they have. I want to take a walk to the oldest streets, alone or holding someone's hand, while eating ice cream. I want to explore places. I want to sleep in a tent. I want to sleep under the stars. I want to drive a motorbike. Stop a lot just to appreciate the view, take it all in the beauty before my eyes, breathe fresh air. I want to have polaroid camera and capture everything in the moment. Capture the sunrise and sunset. Capture a boy's wide smile or the old lady's toothless grin or the two lovers' embrace. I want to take pictures of myself smiling from ear to ear. I want to chase the moon and the fog. Spend hours picking strawberries, smelling flowers. I want to throw my hands in the air and dance and feel the wind in my hair. I want to buy souvenirs from each place I go as if the pictures I take are not enough, I want something that will last. I want to meet new people and make new friends. I want to make memories that will forever stay with me.

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Drayber ng ShuttleLord, para kang driver ng shuttle. Sa bawat pagpara ng mga tauhan, humihinto ka. Ang bawat isa’y may tangang istorya at pawang may mga kakambal na destinasyon. / Sa dilim, tanging ang ilaw mo ang nagbibigay pag-asa sa mga tambay at naghihintay na pagkatao. Hindi mahalaga sayo kung matagal na silang nag-aabang o kararating lang nila sa tagpuan. / Hindi naman lingid sa aming kaalaman na diretso lamang ang daan; alam naming dumaraan Ka talaga sa amin at minsan ayaw lang talaga naming pumara. Kung malayo kami’t nasa eskinita pa; kami ang nararapat na maglakad patungo sayo at maghintay. Minsan nga lang mahuhuli kami sa oras, pero babalik ka naman para sa amin.

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the hustleSeating comfortably in this machine / Watching them sell things by the road / That's the hustle

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SomedayWe'll drive / Stare out the window / And sing

@veronica-emilia16

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A Wanderer.For a while, I ride my life. / I reflect on my thoughts. / I wander into a different world.

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A long ride (10w)*After a satiating road trip / you **chug** beer, not sip*

@sourodeep-chakravarty2

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FAMILYand suddenly on a random frequency / my whole family moved / we were in the car

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Open Roads (10w)Pretty girls / Open roads / Why am I thinking

@samuel-clemens4

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nocturnal roadtripmountains shadow, / the dark canvas of the sky / spotted with rhinestones-

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Roadtriproads destined by adventure / an unknown ticket to anywhere / you and I discover

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Medusozoa Exhibit*Nose pressed to the glass* / I'm smiling brightly / as you grasp my hand

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Maybe You Find Your CenterMaybe you find your center / On a couch beside a divided highway, / Where asphalt ribbons melt together

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Roadtrip to the oceanLet's take a roadtrip to the ocean / and drown in the memories we make

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For AubreyTake me back to a different hotel every night and living out of a suitcase. Getting comfortable in our naked bodies around each other; comparing breast size and stretch marks—examining ourselves like the men who’ve carelessly fondled us before for our likes and dislikes. Sharing a bottle of lukewarm tequila in the world’s smallest bathtub and then I sing you to sleep. Highway cars buzzing past and there’s only one road to get lost on, but we manage it every single time. Your car becomes a dressing room at gas stations where people stare with disapproving glares and worry for the safety of their wallets; because we don’t belong here but we laugh—still drunk from the early morning hours and just trying to find the next check-in spot for the night. There never is a real destination but home always seems too close and we both hate that part. It doesn’t feel right when it ends or when I have to crawl back into my own bed without a time frame to be out by in the morning—before the housekeeping maid comes banging on our door, / yet again.

@blackenedfigs2

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golden hourthe road home wound and swirled like a coil / the music on the radio tuned out like white-noise / and the sun had set to a point where everything lit up in red

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Awakening a Familiar Silence ...The hollow wind funneled the voice / of the distant night-train crossings, / awakening a familiar silence

@harlon-rivers49

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road trip (one sided conversations and other blue things)our conversations are all in blue. / i try not to mind it, / like i try not to mind the hair falling out of my scalp.

@cigarette-aholic32

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Bro-Trip4am On the drunken floor of my Wingmans apartment I place my red solo tankard down to instigate a quest. / "ROADKILL!" / That's what we call my wingman.

@GeekElement138

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Finding lost rivers ― ( a travelogue )Three thousand miles / navigating a storm / without drop of bad weather

@harlon-rivers65

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Lady Jackalope--- / A bag of clothes, a box of books, another smaller box of letters and photographs & an old guitar are sitting in the backseat. / It's 3am and she's driving through the Blue Ridge mountains. All the windows are down, warm summer air billows in and sends her hair dancing.

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Roadtripthe sunrise was more golden than i'd ever seen it, / almost like the world was waking up. / we sat for hours,

@Moon-Sky-Stars9

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roadtripi was a long drive / and a short trip / in your so-called way home

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