This poem started out as a sort of joke, because coming back from my trip I did cross the entire US and go through two countries. It actually got into my emotions, though, and I’m sure anyone who’s been on a long trip knows what I mean.
I Am An Adventurer
For I am an adventurer
She who crosses a continent
Battling the currents
By the harsh light of the sun
And braving the altitude
Though I am afraid of heights
For I am an adventurer
She who goes through
Four time zones
Travelling through the
Very fabric of time
And surviving
For I am an adventurer
She who traverses two countries
And knows all the languages
With no fear of killer roads
Or foreign people
Though I am alone
For I am an adventurer
She who drives through the night
Fighting drowsiness
To pull into a known driveway and
Throw open the door to shout
“Home!”
you make me want to take a trip around the world
… and what an artful way to present the emotions. Diverting . . . excellent.
Nice job.
HAIL ADVENTURER!!! 😛
Been there, done that, and I can certainly relate. Thanks for the flashback.
Rhyme on!
Tim Keeton
(Undead)Poet / Wizard / Teller-of-tales
Excellent poem! It flows very well 🙂
fabulous!