The Mind...
travels and travels
some more
non-stopping at
junctions
disregarding
the intersections and
intertwines
even if you say
that all those forty years
are faithful to your
side
the mind knows no
bounds
except the limits sets
by our own
hands
we should have let it
go and even be
gone without any
regrets at all
because it is its
nature
it is beyond our body
our hold
we should have
set it like our souls
ephemeral
infinite
always grasping for
what we have not
met
what we have not
tasted
that which shocks us
for a while
and yet
rightfully ours.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Traveller
Reply to Rudyard Kipling’s ‘He travels the fastest who travels alone.’
Who travels alone with his eye on the heights,
Though he laughs in the day time oft weeps on the nights;
For courage goes down at the set of the sun,
When the toil of the journey is all borne by one.
He speeds but to grief though full gaily he ride
Who travels alone without love at his side.
Who travels alone without lover of friend
But hurries from nothing, to naught at the end.
Though great be his winnings and high be his goal,
He is bankrupt in wisdom and beggared in soul.
Life’s one gift of value to him is denied
Who travels alone without love at his side.
It is easy enough in this world to make haste
If one live for that purpose – but think of the waste;
For life is a poem to leisurely read,
And the joy of the journey lies not in its speed.
Oh! vain his achievement and petty his pride
Who travels alone without love at his side.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The Winners
("The Story of the Gadsbys")
What the moral? Who rides may read.
When the night is thick and the tracks are blind
A friend at a pinch is a friend, indeed,
But a fool to wait for the laggard behind.
Down to Gehenna or up to the Throne,
He travels the fastest who travels alone.
White hands cling to the tightened rein,
Slipping the spur from the booted heel,
Tenderest voices cry " Turn again!"
Red lips tarnish the scabbarded steel,
High hopes faint on a warm hearth-stone--
He travels the fastest who travels alone.
One may fall but he falls by himself--
Falls by himself with himself to blame.
One may attain and to him is pelf--
Loot of the city in Gold or Fame.
Plunder of earth shall be all his own
Who travels the fastest and travels alone.
Wherefore the more ye be helpen-.en and stayed,
Stayed by a friend in the hour of toil,
Sing the heretical song I have made--
His be the labour and yours be the spoil.
Win by his aid and the aid disown--
He travels the fastest who travels alone!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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True Love Travels On A Gravel Road (Takes 6,7)
How many girls choose cotton dress worlds
When they could have satins and lace
And stand by her man, never once letting shade touch her face
How many hearts could live through all the winters
We've known and still not be cold
True love travels on a gravel road.
Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger
All through streets paved with gold
For true love travels on a gravel road.
Down through the years we've had hard times and tears
But they only helped our love grow
And we'll stay together no matter how strong the wind blows
Not once have I seen your blue eyes filled with envy
Or stray from the one that you hold
Oh true love travels on a gravel road.
Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger
All through streets paved with gold
For true love travels on a gravel road.
Yeah, true love travels on a gravel road. Mmmm
True love travels on a gravel road.
True love travels on a gravel road.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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True Love Travels On A Gravel Road
(words & music by frazier - owens)
How many girls choose cotton dress worlds
When they could have satins and lace
And stand by her man, never once letting shade touch her face
How many hearts could live through all the winters
Weve known and still not be cold
True love travels on a gravel road.
Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger
All through streets paved with gold
For true love travels on a gravel road.
Down through the years weve had hard times and tears
But they only helped our love grow
And well stay together no matter how strong the wind blows
Not once have I seen your blue eyes filled with envy
Or stray from the one that you hold
Oh true love travels on a gravel road.
Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger
All through streets paved with gold
For true love travels on a gravel road.
Yeah, true love travels on a gravel road. mmmm
True love travels on a gravel road.
True love travels on a gravel road.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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One travels to escape from it all, but that is the great illusion: It cannot be done, since one travels with one's mind.
quote by Ella Maillart
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This River
Reflections in the water, flowing,
Directions for the way, its knowing,
Connections with the breeze that’s blowing,
As this river travels on.
Confusion as the birds do flutter,
Intrusion and some shrews do scutter,
Profusion of flies, fish do splutter,
As this river travels on.
Creation of wealth there to be seen,
Location perfect, beauty serene,
Elation, sparkling aquamarine,
As this river travels on.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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He travels fastest who travels alone, and that goes double for she. Real feminism is spinsterhood.
quote by Florence King
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He travels safest in the dark night who travels lightest.
quote by Hernando Cortez
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Against my will, in the course of my travels, the belief that everything worth knowing was known at Cambridge gradually wore off. In this respect my travels were very useful to me.
quote by Bertrand Russell
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Down to Gehenna or up to the Throne, He travels fastest who travels alone.
quote by Rudyard Kipling
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Down to Gehenna, or up to the Throne, He travels the fastest who travels alone.
quote by Rudyard Kipling
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Aground
Unique and common, in between
night's sighs, dawn's longings, scarce serene;
we float here, there, through dreams' insight.
whose strings dissolve with waking light.
Chance intertwines our lives, sets scene
unwound round Time's wheel infinite.
First smile thus [b]rings bells brave and bright
but seeds regrets so often seen
as promise turns to 'might have been'
when secret longings fall from flight.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The shortest poem
The poem arrives in the middle of the street
It travels across the lines that should be crossed
It moves blindly absent of danger
Avoiding the warnings
Stepping out at the red light
Side stepping into side streets
Finding a secret turning
The poem travels the distance of the sun
Lifting clouds apart
Cartwheeling in parks
It feeds the grass under tired feet
It sings on the swings
where the children are playing
It sits silently down
Beside an old lady praying
It is in the hands you have shaken
The smiles you have taken
From a stranger
It arrives unexpectedly
Without looking
It leaves unseen
By the back door
It is in the gift of one day
Soon passed
It is the love that goes on living
Peace that will last
poem by Yvette Smith
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An Old Tyre (Fun Poem 79)
Someone had discarded an old tyre.
It was all battered and worn.
As I stared at it, I wondered
of what journeys it had been on.
How far had it gone,
and if it had seen
some interesting places on its travels around?
That old tyre discarded on the ground.
When I think of the travels
we make in our car each day,
I bet that old tyre would have a lot to say.
However, it is abandoned,
no use to anyone.
When I looked the next day and the tyre was gone.
Overnight it must have stood up
and rolled along on more travels I presume.
Therefore, this ends the tale of an old tyre,
which was discarded on the ground.
14 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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He travels the fastest who travels alone.
quote by Rudyard Kipling
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Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.
quote by Terry Pratchett
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Elixir
My effervescent mind collides with water
To bring an elixir of love and wine.
This ephemeral life is evocative of heavenly plains,
Fetching plains, pretty plains of pure design.
The desultory movements of demons dissembled Man,
His mind was caused to be in leisure, in lilting.
Each of us are lithe and flexible too much,
That fat devils try to counteract our lissom bodies.
Good has a nemesis, good looks opulent,
Lush souls speak good, but dirty ones sound evil.
The real elixir travels to eternal Paradise,
Strong love happens to be quintessential.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Traveling Wind
I feel a breeze of wind
It is as soft as a baby
It travels along the land
It comforts the grass that beetles, ants, and grasshoppers make their way through
Ants continue to make their home that is only but dirt to humans
Dirt to ants is a brick to build a home
The breeze of wind continues to travel
The black and orange bird looks for food
It chirps around
It pecks in the grass
The bird finally travels away along with the wind
All is quiet but the crying of the leaves that are sticking out of the ground
Their hands, which are thorns, are reaching out to be comforted
The traveling wind goes and comforts them
Th wind travels elsewhere
poem by Pamela Mote
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Knowing Your Perimeters
knowing your perimeters is not an easy job,
not really expensive, but it takes the mind of the pensive man,
the wiles of the wise and the wit of the wounded
who am i? where am I? what am i?
where am i heeded? where i will stop?
what can i do? what i cannot do?
knowing the length of your arms and feet
the distance of your vision
and knowing what you can touch and
see, and knowing what you cannot
even touch and see no matter how
wide you open your eyes
knowing your place, your fences, the limits
of your garden, the source of your water,
your air, your food, the quiet imagination
knowing what you can give and you can hold,
knowing what you can let go
and what you must keep in your heart forever
knowing the limits of your mind
the stretch of your hands, the number of times that
you can blink your eye,
the right time to fear and the right time to kill
the right time to love and the right time to hate
or just be the foolish man who is so indifferent
i know my limits and i mark my boundaries.
please do not go any further. i am just staying
within the bounds of my hands and feet.
i am seeing you and i am warning you.
i have this detonator. My finger is ready.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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