Traveling, a whole journey -

Traveling, a whole journey -

My personal travel journey and inner struggles in poetry.

  • ‘‘I know there’s beauty in the unknown, but it’s still scary until shown’’

    Poem: The unknown

  • ‘‘let them speak their mind, they just might be colorblind’’

    Poem: Colorblind

  • ''if i just keep moving, there might be a cabin''

    Poem: Keep moving

  • ''I can hear the internal dialogue, it was me who caused the fog''

    Poem: Diving with emotions

Poems about travel

  • are you ever in doubt?
    is this the right decision
    leaving all i know behind
    unsure what I'll find
    in this place that is foreign
    but feels familiar
    maybe home to a former me
    a pirate perhaps?
    could be why i love the sea

    constant movement
    life hidden underneath
    breathtaking views, literally
    i know there’s beauty in the unknown
    but it’s still scary until shown

  • my mind goes in many directions
    takes vacation days
    without any permission
    says my heart had a wonderful vision

    i always think the grass is greener
    and go ahead to find out
    sometimes I'm right
    although i don’t see
    cause i’m thinking about the next place to be

    i know i should slow down
    but life is excited when you don’t
    so I don’t

    my mind keeps traveling
    like her life is dependent
    meanwhile my heart waits patiently
    to live her life as intended

  • i aspire to be like the ocean
    fluid but strong
    flirtatious but sincere
    i admire the absence of fear
    to let the waters flow
    the happy and the sad
    to create a safe space
    in being who you are
    to be a comfort to many
    a sense of home in the night
    somewhere for people to write about
    some wishful thinking
    anything
    to keep from sinking

  • i feel lost
    i know what i want to do
    how i picture my life
    who i want to be
    it’s the mountain I see
    but the cabin is missing

    there’s paths all over
    through jungles and salt lakes
    and deserts and glacier lakes
    but i’m tired of walking

    i’m tired of choosing
    maybe this path is better
    if i just keep moving
    there might be a cabin

  • i need to be still more often
    take a moment to float
    with my emotions
    tap into what i truly feel
    sometimes i’m too deep in
    swimming without any sense of direction
    thinking i can see clearly
    but didn’t i already pass this place

    too focused on my next move
    that i forget to look
    at the big picture, the grand ocean
    it’s only when i stop moving
    that i notice the motion

    i can hear the internal dialogue
    it was me who caused the fog

  • i have a pretty clear vision
    view my future in colors of the sun
    trust the process of discovering
    until someone else comes along

    thoughts and opinions of their own
    clouding my vision
    making me reconsider
    am i wrong about my plan?
    is it safety over adventure?
    if my future not yellow but blue?
    i don’t think that’s true

    i do want to listen
    but at a greater distance
    let them speak their mind
    they just might be colorblind

Coming Soon Poetry Ebook

My personal travel journey and inner struggles in poetry.

This eBook will include the poems:

  • greener grass

  • colorblind

  • keep moving

  • diving with emotions

  • the ocean

Among many others!

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