Pinterest, Instagram, Tumblr… all of these are digital, online, constantly updated means of fuel for the wanderlust of any travel freak. Some days they just aren’t enough though. For those times that you so deeply feel the need to travel, the urge to drop everything in your life and run for it, that longing to buy a ticket, for those times you need a wanderlust fix equally as unwaveringly passionate as you are, travel poems are the answer. Especially when you need something as efficient as the digital travel teasers, if you don’t have time to read a book or see a film.

Travel poems have always been there for you, whether you’ve realized it or not, some of them before you were even a traveler, some of them before you were even born. Which is poetic in itself really- the realization that, while you may think your own personal burning ache to see the world reaches never before experienced depths, people were creating art to relieve themselves of that same desperate love before you were even thought of, and that art is still around, it still applies, and it’ll fill your heart and soul with all the wanderlust feels.

Travel poems can also be a great way to share your love of travel with those friends and family members who just don’t seem to ever understand that travel means a million things more than just a fun way to spend your yearly two weeks off from work. We all have them. Be warned though, once you use the power of travel poems to bring forth their inner wanderlust, from then on you’ll have to deal with double the booking at least. Good thing you’re so dedicated.

So read travel poems, these travel poems, and, write travel poems (omg then post them in the comment section of this post, how fun!) so you can aide and comfort the next generation of travel freaks, like how these poems are doing for you.

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American by chance, but Roman by choice, Sarah is currently feeding her adventurous soul with expatriatism and pizza. Her finest moments are always on the wrong bus with a backpack and an upside down map, waiting to see what the world’s got for her next, so long as she can blog about it. She likes writing more than talking, dolphins more than humans, old movies more than new, and Rome more than anything else.


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