A Sudden Urge To Travel
August 18, 2007 by Shirley Allard
Today I wish that I was free
To travel as I wish
To places I have never been
But know they do exist.
I’d find the soft and gentle kiss
Of a salty ocean air
As gentle breezes slowly tease
Their fingers through my hair.
Searching out the warming sand
Each precious grain runs through my hands
Awaiting the moment; that rhythmic glide
Of waves that accompany an incoming tide.
And at the end of this dreamer’s day
Under life’s wing, content, I would lay
Listening to the sounds of spring
Sharing its sweet, silent whispering.

Nice to see a different interpretation… well-crafted, as usual. Well done, Shirley.
Well, I actually cheated a little as I wrote this poem some time ago but it popped into my head when I saw the picture. It just seemed to portray the same longing for things impossible. Thanks!
I think you win the prize for the best poem on this prompt. Kudos for a great job. You may have written it before,but it’s _perfect_ with the picture.
Thanks Jo! When do I get my prize? I know, I have to fill out the form right?
very nice poem. how poetic! you know what, you have a very wonderful blog. what country are you from? i hope we can be friends. please reply to me. i am a 16 year-old guy from the Philippines.
This is really classy. I like this alot and it does seem to capture the thoughts of the picture. Thanks
Hi Jervin! Thank you for commenting on my poem and my blog. I am from the USA. I wish I could say I was 16 and just beginning in life…then again, I did not have a very good outlook on life at 16! How about you?
Thanks again!
Thanks to you too Harry! I’m glad you liked it.
Jeeze, I don’t even remember 16
Great job Shirley. With or without the picture its beautiful. I have had the fortune of spending quite a few days like this as of late. Not to difficult living in Florida, though. The only differance being its far from springtime…
Jeeze, you must be older than I am, haha! Actually, most of my teenage years I’d rather forget. I was a lost teenager!
btw… It’s far from spring here as well…cold wave setting in. Enjoy and thank you Oz.
Nice use of rhythm and rhyme schemes, so rare today.
-smith