Take a Hike, or to the Moon

“When the working day is done, better have some fun, take a slow hike to the woods, or run amok trying to reach the moon” Gun Roswell

Take a Hike, or to the Moon

Take as slow hike up the winding path
Upon start, having no idea how long it lasts
Just enjoy the upon coming adventure
No matter where or when you venture

You may end up in a different place
Somewhere, where no one for long stays
But hurrying back is not an option at all
So move along, don’t try to stall

Maybe you’ll find a long lost treasure
Or just the atmosphere, for the leisure
Maybe you’ll end up to the moon
And get to swing on the stars as they loom

But once you get the urge to get back home
Just click on your heels, and think of Rome
Because every single road leads to the city
And getting lost, well, that is just a pity!

Winding Road

“Like the little red riding hood, I am going through the woods” Gun Roswell

Winding Road

The forest so thick I can hardly see the trees
But never mind, I can, hop skip and squeeze
My way through the thick layer of greens
Until I find my way back, and the ever winding road I see
It’s not too far I don’t mind, as I’m making good time
This place filled with lush green and other critters
Is surprisingly calming, even friendly, without too many jitters
With a hop and a skip, I over the narrow creek leap
Then in the distance, something shining a blue
I think do I dare or would I be a complete fool
But the adventurer wins and so with a song I sing
I start towards the patch of water in the distance
Hoping maybe, it’s a lake or similar and then in an instance
I am there and find, the rarest beach of any kind
Immediately kicking off my shoe and in goes the toe
The liquid so cool and refreshing I am soon undressing
Taking a dip in the soothing lake, before an observation I make
The road ever winding, I have already been finding
As the staring point is right at this very shore
Knowing my way back is secure, I take another round in the water, just to be sure
It’s refreshing alright and soon again, I am on my way, despite
Leaving behind this great place I have come to appreciate
But swearing I’ll be back here, for an other run of this place called nature

Wanderlust (seven)

Posted in the Daily Post: Wanderlust

“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

Wanderlust

From the country side
To the city open wide
Carried, by wanderlust
Attitude, widely at adjust
Being on the road, the only must:
The hesitaters, can eat my dust

Wanderlust (five)

Posted in the Daily Post: Wanderlust

“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

Wanderlust

When your feet are very tired
And you’re feeling kinda wired
Your shoes just got fired
Mentally, really uninspired
Your mind about to expire…

Don’t think twice
Hop on a bike
Continue your hike
From here,
To Klondike!

Wanderlust (four)

Posted in the Daily Post: Wanderlust

“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

Wanderlust

On these distant shores
Secrets, may be stored
Here, under the scorching sun,
Rest assured, you won’t get bored

Sand and sea
Reserved for only thee
You weary traveller
So, throw away your calendar

Wanderlust (three)

Posted in the Daily Post: Wanderlust

“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

Wanderlust

Switching from land to sea
Why?
Because, there is much more to see

A boat trip
Will do the trick
No needs to any plans to stick
Just follow your instincts
This vessel won’t easily sink
Over, on the other side
The land is even greener than you think

Wanderlust (two)

Posted in the Daily Post: Wanderlust

“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

Wanderlust

The road to unknown places
Filled with unfamiliar faces
Following the complex maces
Leaving no or minimal traces

The road paved with asphalt
The road filled with sand
Following each one to default
Always on the look out, for new land

Wanderlust (one)

Posted in the Daily Post: Wanderlust

“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

Wanderlust

Standing at the airport
It was time for lift off
Because driven, by the wanderlust
This was the place of must

Shedding the everyday dust
Because, into the fever, I put my trust
This was neither love nor lust
I simply don’t want to stay and rust

Eagerly, awaiting my transport
Listening to my fast beating heart
My unknown journey, was about to start
Yes, this was my kind of sport!